So my dog, Rusty the cleptomaniac, likes to take things. Especially things that belong to the girlie. Barbies, underpants, socks, shoes, stuffed animals, hair brushes, whatever. She usually doesn't get too mad when he steals something, or even visciously destroys it. She still loves him.
He has plenty of his own toys. We even got him his own basket so he knows where his toys are at all times. He loves to play fetch. Especially with me or the DH. Throw, brings it back. Throw, brings it back. Good game, right? If the girlie starts in on the fetch or goes near his toy(s), he'll go get it and take it under the bed in the master bedroom where no on can reach it. Many times he'll wait until she's gone and bring one out to play fetch with again. If she touches it, again he hides it.
It's quite humorous.
He has plenty of his own toys. We even got him his own basket so he knows where his toys are at all times. He loves to play fetch. Especially with me or the DH. Throw, brings it back. Throw, brings it back. Good game, right? If the girlie starts in on the fetch or goes near his toy(s), he'll go get it and take it under the bed in the master bedroom where no on can reach it. Many times he'll wait until she's gone and bring one out to play fetch with again. If she touches it, again he hides it.
It's quite humorous.
This one time, I dog-sat for the neighbors...
That is sweet!
We had a poodle, who at 6 pounds ate a quarter of a bundt cake. A rum bundt cake. (She had to be a contortionist/super hero to get to it, but she did)
She was very quiet for the ride home.
We had a poodle, who at 6 pounds ate a quarter of a bundt cake. A rum bundt cake. (She had to be a contortionist/super hero to get to it, but she did)
She was very quiet for the ride home.
"You ate the whole wheel of cheese?"
We drape the dish towel over the handle of our oven. The dog we had growing up used to watch my father open the oven by pulling on the dish towel instead of the handle....
Well one day my father put a roast in the oven and hours later he checked on the roast it looked great! So he turned off the oven and went to go pick my mother up from work...
They came home to find the dog in the middle of the kitchen floor with a half eaten roast!
Well one day my father put a roast in the oven and hours later he checked on the roast it looked great! So he turned off the oven and went to go pick my mother up from work...
They came home to find the dog in the middle of the kitchen floor with a half eaten roast!
So the dog snuck into the oven when he saw your father reaching for the dish towel, and then snuck out after they left to eat the roast on the floor? :?
getting ready for the holidays my parents moved a china closet. well it turns out there was a mouse under/behind it. our beagle/terrier loved to watch the mice we caught every year and he saw this one. he reached out and actually caught it in mid air when the mouse made a leap off my fathers pant leg/boot tops. Well once it moved in his mouth hi eye got wide and he spit it out. so there is a spit sovered mouse now sliding across the linoleuam floor trying to get traction and take off. it did after a second but it was funny to watch.
I think one of the funniest was when the original two dogs savaged a feather pillow. I came home from work and there were feathers over two stories of the house. And the dogs were covered in feathers. It had to have been a hilarious sight.
So the dog snuck into the oven when he saw your father reaching for the dish towel, and then snuck out after they left to eat the roast on the floor? :?
I don't know how you did in the 8th grade math but you just failed reading comprehension
I don't know how you did in the 8th grade math but you just failed reading comprehension
I have another one...
The same dog I told the story about before was a little lonely - so we bought him a brother...
They decided to raid our cupboards one night while we were gone and ate 5 loaves of bread and tore open a bag of flour... there were empty bread bags all over and flour stuck to their fur. Thank goodness they had short hair (German Short-haired pointers).
Needless to say we put them in the basement everytime we went out after that.
The same dog I told the story about before was a little lonely - so we bought him a brother...
They decided to raid our cupboards one night while we were gone and ate 5 loaves of bread and tore open a bag of flour... there were empty bread bags all over and flour stuck to their fur. Thank goodness they had short hair (German Short-haired pointers).
Needless to say we put them in the basement everytime we went out after that.
OK - this is the last one I swear!
Years later - we'll say about 10.
My brother bought a Husky, the next week he joined the army - so that makes 3 very large dogs in a small house.
The two german short haired pointers didn't like the new Husky very much so we had to separate them. Husky to the basement...
We cmae home one day to find half of the loveseat in the basement eaten. And I mean - GONE!
we don't have dogs anymore...
Years later - we'll say about 10.
My brother bought a Husky, the next week he joined the army - so that makes 3 very large dogs in a small house.
The two german short haired pointers didn't like the new Husky very much so we had to separate them. Husky to the basement...
We cmae home one day to find half of the loveseat in the basement eaten. And I mean - GONE!
we don't have dogs anymore...
I had a collie that, on two different occaisions, ate about 2 pounds of chicken cutlets and a platter of left over turkey. whenever the kids would open the refrig, she'd nose her way in and go to town.....
needless to say that when she went outside to drop a deuce it was a bit "liquidy"
needless to say that when she went outside to drop a deuce it was a bit "liquidy"
My little girl is a pig. She'll eat anything you give her without question. Just grab and gulp.
We had Chinese food one day and for some reason we got called out of the house for a minute. I had finished and lucy was still eating so she left the food on the table and we went out. (I think the car alarm was going off or someting),
We were gone maybe 3 minutes. We come back in and Daisy is standing on the dining room table looking at the front door as we came though. She gave us the guitly look, jumped off the table and bolted to the bedroom.
Lucy was eating beef lo mein and it came with fried rice. Daisy managed to eat all the beef out of the lo mein and all the little tiny pieces of ham in the rice. She did not eat any of the noodles or any of the rice. All of the noodles and the rice remained on the plate. If she wasn't on the table when we came home we would not have known what happened to the meat.
Sheldon
We had Chinese food one day and for some reason we got called out of the house for a minute. I had finished and lucy was still eating so she left the food on the table and we went out. (I think the car alarm was going off or someting),
We were gone maybe 3 minutes. We come back in and Daisy is standing on the dining room table looking at the front door as we came though. She gave us the guitly look, jumped off the table and bolted to the bedroom.
Lucy was eating beef lo mein and it came with fried rice. Daisy managed to eat all the beef out of the lo mein and all the little tiny pieces of ham in the rice. She did not eat any of the noodles or any of the rice. All of the noodles and the rice remained on the plate. If she wasn't on the table when we came home we would not have known what happened to the meat.
Sheldon
OK I have ONE more!
That same little husky... when he was a puppy he broke his paw. He had a big pink cast that went all the way up his front leg.
Whenever anyone would lay down on the couch he would run out of the room, run back in at full tilt and jump up on the couch and knock the person in the head with the cast...
he was a hateful dog - We had to put him down a few yrs ago for biting both of my parents in one day...
That same little husky... when he was a puppy he broke his paw. He had a big pink cast that went all the way up his front leg.
Whenever anyone would lay down on the couch he would run out of the room, run back in at full tilt and jump up on the couch and knock the person in the head with the cast...
he was a hateful dog - We had to put him down a few yrs ago for biting both of my parents in one day...
We had a St. Bernard named Dunderbeck when I was a kid. He should've been name Dunderhead. He swiped 56 sauerkraut balls my mom had just made off the counter one time and ate them all. A 200 lb dog with that much cabbage in his system made for some very unpleasant results - unbelievable farting followed by a world class case of the craps. He also stole 7 partially thawed pork chops off the counter and downed them... and butter by the 1 lb block was never safe... that dog was a true food thief.