We had an Alaskan Malamute a few years back. Her name was Loki, she made a big warm spot in all our lives, and will never be forgotten.
This, I remember......
I had left $100, in twenties, folded and sitting on the table beside my chair. The next day, as I thought to recover the money, it was gone. In looking around for the money, I spotted one bill across the room, all wadded up and full of holes.
Well, I knew it hadn't been my Wife that did it, she would had spent it, not chewed it. So, after a few minutes of searching, I conclude that it must have been attractive to
Miss Loki ..
Three days later, watching Loki, I see her trying really hard to do her morning *BM* . Out comes a strange looking pile, I work on it with the water hose, and there it is, my 80 bucks
...[this would have never happened had the Wife got it 
] Well, even after a good washing and drying, I still didn't care to have this in my pocket, so I carried to the bank for an exchange. " This looks like it has been wet!", the bank teller said, as she handed me four crisp twenties.
I told her,
"yes, it has." 
