Think I've heard this one before - something bad happens and the dog gets the blame.
Usually it's flatulence or missing homework...
True story. My husband who had a serious personal gas problem and I were visiting a friend in Vermont. Usually my husband tried to release his gas away from me which I much appreciated. However, one night after we were in bed I/we were struck with an overpowering aroma. I looked at him and said, “For gosh sakes, you were just in the bathroom!” He looked at me and said, “I’m innocent, I didn’t do it.” Then we heard a slight noise and upon looking under the bed found our host’s old dog hiding there. “See,” my husband said, “I told you I was innocent.” Incidentally, my husband’s personal problem was later cured after a week of eating yogurt every day.