Honesty is not admitting guilt after you are caught, but admitting you slipped when no one even knew that you fell.



I am an honest dog, when you left the room I gave into the  temptation triggered by my growling stomach and ate every bone in the bone box.

Just remember that honesty is making an honest mistake and admitting it, not continually doing what you want and telling the truth afterward.


Are you serious? You mean that I cannot raid the fridge every day steal all the bones in the bone box and clear my conscience at the end of the day and still be an honest pup? Doesn’t telling you everything I did count for anything?