My little baby

I love coming home and my puppy is so happy to see me.  She almost always has a big smile on her face.  Yes, dogs do smile.  Looks just like a human smile only with their tongues hanging out! 
Last night though, I came home and Leloo wouldn't look at me.  Her ears were back, she kept looking down at the floor and she just looked guilty.  I kept asked her what's a matter and what happened.  I realized that she wouldn't look towards the living room.  Sure enough I look over and I see a white explosion laying on the floor.  Much like the tissue box a week before.  She had decimated a toilet paper roll.  I mean it was hard to tell what the white shrapnel had once been.  I just shock my head and didn't even yell at her.  I mean what's the point really?  She at least knows what shame is.   She knew it was wrong and was worried I was going to be mad.
Next week is the dog training class.  I can't wait.  I hope to learn quit a bit and hopefully break Leloo and MYSELF of some bad habits.