The Case of the Missing Ham Sandwich

Really, Ginko? You ate the entire ham-and-cheese sandwich I made for your Daddy? It was on a plate, on the counter, which surely does not look anything like your bowl on the floor. And, neither of us were around to give you the green light to have people food. Are you in on this conspiracy to ruin my mood after a nice walk? What a knucklehead!

{Photos missing due to massive blog photo / techno glitch. Sorry about that.}

Indeed the whole scenario is my fault. I know that, but it reflects the level of trust I have for my big boy. At 9 1/2, I trust him. Even when I leave food where he can reach it … say on the coffee table … while I grab a drink, I’ll say, “Ginko, don’t you steal my lunch.” And, he doesn’t.

Now, our late Dalmatian, Penelope Grace? Any and all food required an armed guard. We NEVER left anything anywhere because she stuffed herself to the point of near explosion several times as a youngster.

But, Ginko? Even though he is half Labrador Retriever — a notoriously food-driven breed, Ginko is a pretty darn good boy around the house. So, I trust him. I truly do.

I do not worry he is going to tear anything up. I do not worry he will bust into the lower kitchen cabinets, where we keep the dog treats.

Ginko is King of the Couch. He is Sofa Captain Extraordinaire. He is a big goofy boy who sleeps all the doggone time. (Here her is wondering why on earth I’m taking pix of him.)

Yet, Wednesday he decided that sandwich looked mighty good. This is what I found when I got back from taking Lilly for an hour-long walk up the road for my lunch break.

So, in one of those sitcom-like marital conversations, I asked, “Did you eat your sandwich?” as a way to show my concern for Tom working so hard that he often forgets to eat.

Except, you see, I asked the question as I walked outside to get Lilly some water and Tom walked inside to grab a tool.

That means his reply crossed a few wires. Tom asked back, “Did you put it away?” Since clearly, it was NOT on the counter anymore.

And, then we realized the truth.

I don’t begrudge Ginko a sandwich here and there, but I am worried about the ham triggering a pancreatitis attack. We’re still not sure that’s why he got so sick a while back since the symptoms said yes, but the bloodwork said no, but we’ve been really careful with his fat intake, just in case.