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.}
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.
I have to watch where I put my milk because our greyhound is very quick to start slurping out of my glass if it’s on the coffee table. She is not shy at all and with that long nose can go really deep!
Too funny! I saw a lab on TV who could actually open the fridge, take food out, and close the door again.
I’m sorry you had a lousy day. After reading about your ongoing dental stuff, I can see why it might have been so. Hang in there.
Great story!!! After a lousy day, you made me smile.
I trust K the same way. Maybe I should rethink that trust, given that she shares the pancreatitis thing with Ginko.
Now, our S would snarf an entire dinner while you turned your head. Before he lived with us, his previous family had a buffet party where people ate with their plates on their laps. S ate more dinners than the people did 🙂 Oh, how I miss that boy!
Every single dog that I’ve had (and that’s a passel) upon reaching age 7-9 has begun to slowly pull the age card on behaviours. By the time they are 10- it’s a free for all. Dogs who polished halos daily turn into Maxine style cartoons who look you in the eye with one hand on a wrinkled hip and ask “What are ya gonna do about that?” Time to prepare for Elderly Canine Hijinks, at your expense of course!
Java will take any food that’s within her reach. At least she won’t go to extremes to get it, which some dogs will do and she won’t take thing out of the cupboard. She is notorious about licking dishes if the dishwasher door is left open. Um, before they are washed. It really is okay to eat at my house.
For what I think are obvious reasons, I love Ginko. And, today on his little food rampage, it seems he had something else common with Marge besides looks – the fact that he COULDN’T bare to see that sandwich go uneaten!
Marge has gotten in to her share of stuff, and will not hesitate to stick her nose waaaay up and sniff what’s on the table at dinner time.
My lab/terrier mix used to jump up and eat the sandwiches my mom would make for my grandfather- she would put the plate on the table for him and he being older and slow would have his lunch swiped before he could get to it. The first time it happened she got 3 different sandwiches in a row before my mother wised up and put her outside to play. Thankfully grandpa thought it was funny- but only after he finally got lunch.
Funny. I might have to add this shirt to my gift idea list. Found it in the In The Company of Dogs catalog last night. — Love it!
Trust a dog with your life, but not your lunch.
Ah, see, at our house, nothing edible gets left out on the counter for any length of time… because the CATS will eat it as soon as you turn your back!