I meant to post this the other day but time got away from me; you know how it goes.
I was here in the basement at my work station (Probably not actually working, but looking at blogs!) while the kids were at school. I suddenly started hearing a noise through the floor/ceiling, coming from upstairs where the dog was.
SPLAT! rolllllllll rolllllll rollllllll rollllllll….
And then a minute later,
SPLAT! rolllllllll rolllllll rollllllll rollllllll….
And then another minute later,
SPLAT! rolllllllll rolllllll rollllllll rollllllll….
“What the hell is she into now?” I asked myself, wondering when this dog of 3 years, 11 months (today in fact!) will grow out of her puppy stage.
I went upstairs and found her trying to play with–and lick–the thirteen-year-old’s giant jawbreaker. It started out, when he got it, looking like one of these:
The thirteen-year-old licks that thing (for dessert) for a while and then puts it in a ziploc bag for another time. Gross, right? Whatever. He loves it. This particular one was already down a couple of layers when the dog found the ziploc bag on his desk in his room. (How many times have I told him not to keep any food in his room?) She climbed up onto his bed, put her front two paws on his desk, and reached across to grab the bag. She ripped it open, took the jawbreaker to the living room downstairs, and thanks to the “miracle” of having hardwood floors instead of carpeting, that’s how I found out about it. This is what it looked like when I took it away from her:
When I came back from putting it on the kitchen counter (I wanted to show it to him when he got home), I returned to the living room and found her watching me. Because I can read her mind, here is what she was thinking:
The thirteen-year-old came home and I gave him the rundown on what happenned. Of course, being a 13-year-old boy, he asked the predictable question.
“Can I still eat it?”
I laughed and, before throwing it away, gave Roxie a few more minutes with her victim.
12 Comments
Kathy Likes Pink
I have only recently discovered your blog and am enjoying it quite a bit!
What a cute pup! Of course no one could punish such a cutie!
Somehow I knew that “can I still eat it?” comment was going to come up…
Melisa
Thanks Kathy! I welcome you with open arms.
Yes, she’s cute alright…it’s a good thing, because her cuteness has kept her alive on several occasions! LOL
Kat
This is really funny. And to see her there on the armrest of your couch looking all cute and innocent…this is just too much.
LOL
Melissa
LOL! I could totally tell that’s what Roxie was thinking! 😉
So maybe dogs get in trouble, too!!
newnorth
awww, she is cute. Funny story. I wonder what it would have looked like if you didn’t have hard wood floors.
I had a greyhound once and my Mom got my brother a birthday cake. Put it on the dinning room table and came back to find her licking the side. Not eating it, just licking the icing off one side 😀
Patty
What a funny story! OMG I LOVE YOUR DOG! She is so beautiful! I know all those doggy faces…my Max is the same way sometimes I wish he could talk! Dogs are the best!
Don Mills Diva
I don’t blame you – who could resist that face?
forgetfulone
OOOHHHHH! What a precious dog. He is too cute! Loved your post.
Colleen
OMG – I hope my co-workers know me well enough by now that if I’m in my office laughing out loud by myself they should just leave me be. LOVE the pictures…had a *very* similar experience with my own dog last night!
Kathy Likes Pink
I wanted to tell you that I love this entry and those pictures! I have emailed the link to several friends and family – it’s a classic!!!
Dea
She is such a pretty beagle! Too cute – how could you be mad????
Karyn
Ha ha ha ha ha!