You come home to find the garbage pail knocked over and its gross contents strewn about your house. Or maybe your couch pillows have been mangled, filling the living room with fluffy carnage. "What happened?" you moan. But there's one thing for certain. Your dog didn't do it. No way. Look at that face. Your dog was sleeping like a little angel, or waiting loyally for you to come home. They have no idea how the garbage got knocked over or how the pillows got shredded or who ever could have done something like chew completely through the remote. They...