These stories are great!
Mine is from many, many years ago, when I was in the 9th grade and my parents had a poodle named Willie. We had relatives over and were playing some type of board game with the whole family. (About 10 people if I remember.) All of a sudden I looked up and here came Willie with a used menstrual pad just shaking it like a toy. (I guess he got it out of the upstairs bathroom trash can.) All I can say is that at 14 I thought I was going to die of embarrassment!
