Peanut is too funny. He is also a brat.

So sometimes, that makes him a funny brat.

Take this morning, for example. My mother was working downstairs for a bit, and usually when she is, she lets Peanut go roam. While she was doing this, however, Peanut decided to go do his own stuff.

Peanut made sure that my mother wasn�t watching, and he oh so secretly snuck onto the couch. He looked around, and then climbed onto our countertop.

Our countertop was right next to the dining table, and there just so happened that there was something on that counter, too.

Ah, something white and lumpy. He always saw Brad and his dad eating those! So he goes for them.

Here came the bit of bad luck: it was inside a small stretchy net. But the small stretchy net soon became a small stretchy thing, because he ripped it in half.

He carried down four of the white lumpy things, and bit down.

Alas, the pain that shortly followed was too much to take. His tears started rolling down his face, and he desperately went for my mother.

When my mom saw him, first she was scared because of the expression, but then noticed that he was biting down on something.

She pried open Peanut�s mouth, and looked inside.

There was four pieces of garlic.

OUCH! Even my mother didn�t eat that much, and she was a huge hot and spicy fan.

Of course, dogs are not supposed to eat garlic, but what could my mom do? She laughed.

And then she told me, and then I laughed too.

I hope Peanut doesn�t eat more garlic, though�