Molly did it again this morning. That dog can really make me laugh. Recently she got herself on a kitchen chair, (I am quite anal these days about being sure the chairs are pushed in tightly, thanks to Molly) then the kitchen table, hopped onto the kitchen counter, walked across it, and was eating cat food. I caught her, sent her to the laundry room for a time out. She came out, tried to run past me, and I made her sit. Just as I was inhaling to get up a good rant, she sat up in a perfect beg position and sincerely begged for forgiveness. It was all I could do not to let her see me laugh. I forgave her. Usually she will steal a whole loaf of bread. I had to go buy a breadbox, and asked for one with a combination lock. The salesman looked at me funny until I said I have beagles. He said he understood, he had one too.
It reminded me of the time my daughter's tall, skinny friend was wearing baggy jeans and her mother was getting into a real lecture. The girl's pants fell off. Mom stopped yelling and had a hard time not laughing. I understand her pain.
But, I digress. that is not what happened this morning. Molly and the 16-year-old cat, Wiz, were in the kitchen. Molly hit the "servant bell" - the bell I put on the dog run door so they can get my attention from any where in the house when they have to go out. Too many accidents had happened when I was in another room and they stood looking at the door waiting for a miracle to occur.
I got up, went to let Molly out, and observed the cat sitting on the kitchen floor with something between her paws. Molly sat about 2 feet from the cat, wagging her tail at food speed and looking at me for assistance.
Somehow the cat managed to get a doggy treat, which she wouldn't eat, and was torturing Molly with it. There is no question here as to whom the boss is. Therefore, Molly called the servant to get the treat from the cat and give it to her.
The servant obliged, trying very hard not to let Molly see her laugh. Again.
6 comments:
They are so funny:) Itchy's charming act of the day was to get up on the table (or rather the mound of papers and boxes that passes as a table) and knock a vase of flowers over on my bill heap:)
MERCY!
Girl...Are pets not the best??....My kit makes me laugh daily.....and I am a dog person...can you say rescue? Anyway, we have a secret language, like you and your critters.
We love 'em even when they're bad.
E
It's amazing how our animals train us, isn't it? I love da dogs and puppies and puppy dogs and cats and dogs and cats.......I wish I had an animal farm!
<<<<<<<<sigh>>>>>>>>> Anne
I loved this bit.. "wagging her tail at food speed" HA! ¤Holly
That story is wonderful! Molly is so SMART! (uh -is that a good thing or a bad thing?) Isn't it amazing how the self-centered little beasties can figure out to do things to THEIR advantage, but will stand, mutely beseeching you with puzzled eyes, when you tell them to do anything that does NOT involve food, belly rubs, or going for a walk? -Davida
I have difficulty being cross at my dog, too when they act so cute. How are you doing? You sound like you feel better.
Best wishes,
Debi
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