5/29/13 The Spice Cabinet

Today was cloudy and hot and I can feel the rain coming again soon.

Mom took me for a walk this morning.  She was dressed nice, so I knew something was up, that she was probably going somewhere and I was going to be locked in the crate.  But all morning, even though she had Air Conditioner on, she left the back door open for me so I could walk through the screen into the yard (which is nice and muddy) all I wanted.  I can’t see Air Conditioner.  He barks one time before he turns on, then he cools off the whole house and makes it not sticky.  So he’s OK with me.

For a little while, the sun came out, and when it did, I went out and lay in the backyard and just soaked it in.  Mom said this was “huge” for me, because I went out and stayed out by myself.  I’ve been home for 2 1/2 weeks.  Mom was super happy and says I am coming along great.  Mom says we have to work on my jumping (I jump a lot, and can clear a foot, foot and a half with my strong hind legs) and the “I-can’t-be-left-alone-out-of-the-crate” thing.

In a little while, Mom tried to get me into the crate with a big Rawhide, but I wasn’t going.  I dropped to my belly and refused to get in.  Finally, she gave up and left, telling me I’d better behave while she was gone.

Never has the turn-around spice cabinet in the kitchen looked so good.  Even though I had the Rawhide to keep me company, I still raided the spice cabinet and dragged out bags of flour, sugar, nuts, gravy mix, chili seasoning, pepper, spices, and chocolate.  Something told me not to eat the chocolate, so I didn’t.  But I sampled everything else!  I took all the black peppercorns and piled them up in the middle of the floor.  I ripped open as many bags as I could, scattering their contents.  Those grinders for steak seasoning?  Crunchy.  And salty!  I had a field day, then I went to the big living room window to watch when I heard Mom’s little car coming down the street.

Mom was very upset.  I went into my belly crawl.  Mom told Dad something about, “two steps forward, one step back”.  I thought I was going to show Mom a thing or two by not going into my crate, but Mom had a trick or two up her sleeve and I didn’t think she had it in her.  She forced me into my crate, dragged out Vacuum Cleaner, cleaned up the mess, then she set the timer and made me stay in the crate until the timer dinged.  I whined and cried but she said I had to have my punishment.  I lay in my crate and Mom sat on the couch.  Finally, she let me out.  Now I am being very quiet.  Mom is pretty quiet, too.

 

4 thoughts on “5/29/13 The Spice Cabinet

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  2. cb

    Maggie, you aren’t the only doggie who has done this. My two doggies Coyote/Aussie/Collie? and Somoyed/Golden did this once.

    Also when Coyote/Aussie/Collie was a puppy, wife and I were newly weds living in Colorado mountains. A year or so before we got married she had me a stuffed dolphin/porpoise pillow. But she didn’t stitch the nose correctly and looked like it had a pig snout. I called it the “Pork-nosed Dolphin”. On snowy winter day we came home, opened the door and thought snow had gotten into the house. Then we realized that Coyote/Aussie/Collie puppie had shredded Pork-nosed Dolphin. Coyote/Aussie/Collie puppie was sooooo proud of himself.

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