It was all Bogey. When she woke up in a near-panic, it was Bogey who strolled in, toilet paper roll in his mouth. She was stressed about her ex-husband, or soon-to-be ex-husband, so Bogey hatched a plan to go TP his house. We hopped in the car and Bogey drove us into the Phoenix suburb around 2am, headlights off (dogs have an uncanny sense of smell). Bogey kept watch while we destroyed the house (in tp terms). Sometimes he'd bark in a low whisper to warn us of a car coming. After we finished, it was Bogey who made us go back and do it better. Once satisfied, he took some pictures for us. Later, we all went to Denny's and Bogey used the creamers and forks and straws and performed magic for us. That was just how it was, whenever she needed him, Bogey came through. some of this may not be entirely true. close enough.