There used to be these two boys that would come over to our house for a while. They were Kevin and my age. I can't remember their names or how we met them. What I do remember is that, one time, they were over and I think Kevin and I locked them out of the house and we watched them in the backyard from the window on the door in the garage.
Apparently this upset them. Since we weren't going to let them in, one of them picked up some of Whiskey's poop and threw it or smeared it on the window as we watched.
If I remember correctly, they weren't allowed over after that incident.
