Questionably Fabulous

Yesterday while having dinner with my dad and my aunt and uncle I was busy at work sniffing around the yard.  I stumbled upon an odd contraption that I’d never seen before – it was fully clothed but didn’t smell like a human.  It smelled like a pile of sticks.  

Obviously I was confused.  Here was something that clearly belonged to my Auntie Brooke – it smelled like her indeed in certain parts that looked like the cloths she wears – but it was all laying on top of these sticks, which clearly if they are in a yard, belong to me.  

I decided that it was mine, not only did it smell 50% mine but it was in my territory (the yard) and since possession is 9/10 of the law I decided I was in my own right to do what I usually do on sticks in the yard – pee on them.  

Dad was furious when he saw me lift my leg and I coward in fright – how was I supposed to know that was clean laundry drying in the sun?