It’s A Dog-Gone Conclusion, Part 2

(I am in the fifth grade. I come into class one morning when my teacher approaches me:)

Teacher: “I know you handed in your homework yesterday, but I had a mishap while grading it. My dog ate it.”

Me: *blank stare*

Teacher: “I’ll give you full marks, but just so you know when I don’t hand yours back.”

(Later in class, while handing back assignment.)

Teacher: “[My Name], I don’t seem to have yours. You really ought to do your work and hand it in on time.”

Me: “I did… Your dog ate it!”

Teacher: “Oh, haha, right. I almost forgot.”

(I will never forget the time I got to use the excuse “my teacher’s dog ate my homework!”)