The Dog Did the Pie Attack

I got pied at my own birthday party and my dog became the real villain. Everyone thought

my sister was behind the chocolate massacre. She'd been threatening revenge all week after I "accidentally"

posted her worst karaoke moment online. So when that first pie hit my face during cake time,

I pointed at her, laughing through whipped cream. But then I noticed something.

My golden retriever wasn't just excited about the chaos. He had frosting on his paws and

that guilty head tilt. Turns out, he'd knocked the dessert table while

chasing his tail, sending pies flying like edible missiles. My sister was innocent. The dog wasn't sorry

though. He just kept licking sprinkles off the floor, tail wagging,