Are Animals Really Without Guile?
You tell me.
My parents are on the last leg of their vacation - stopping back here to pick up the popup camper that they left in our driveway while they traveled to North Carolina and back. So while they were in NC, they got their dog (a little rat terrier that has springs for legs) an orange dinosaur squeaky toy. They brought it in the house today and my dog (a much larger Australian Shepherd) decided he HAD to have the toy. That's fine, but he tends to rip the squeakers out of them in about 5 minutes. So when mom and dad went to the hotel tonight, we left the toy in the bathroom with the little dog's travel crate and closed the door.
1:00 am. Husband is sleeping soundly, and I take a break from work and go downstairs to get a drink. Well, I left the bathroom door open. So after I get back upstairs and start working again, I hear my dog get out of bed and go slowly down the stairs. After a couple minutes I hear a single squeak. (I'm starting to crack up about now, but I decided to just hang out and see what was next.)
Before long I hear the pitter patter of little footsteps coming up the stairs, the jump onto the bed, and then I hear it . . . the sound of a squeaky toy being chewed vigorously. LOL
So I get up and go into the bedroom and retrieve the squeaky toy, and sure enough, it's an orange dinosaur. I took it back down to the bathroom and closed the door this time.
The dog stayed in bed until he could hear me start work again, then he slowly went down the stairs. He was down there quite a while longer this time. No squeaks. I hear him starting to come back upstairs, but he stops on the landing and circles around a bit (complete with heavy sigh) before coming the rest of the way up the stairs and hopping into bed.
And here's a picture of the little sneak.
My parents are on the last leg of their vacation - stopping back here to pick up the popup camper that they left in our driveway while they traveled to North Carolina and back. So while they were in NC, they got their dog (a little rat terrier that has springs for legs) an orange dinosaur squeaky toy. They brought it in the house today and my dog (a much larger Australian Shepherd) decided he HAD to have the toy. That's fine, but he tends to rip the squeakers out of them in about 5 minutes. So when mom and dad went to the hotel tonight, we left the toy in the bathroom with the little dog's travel crate and closed the door.
1:00 am. Husband is sleeping soundly, and I take a break from work and go downstairs to get a drink. Well, I left the bathroom door open. So after I get back upstairs and start working again, I hear my dog get out of bed and go slowly down the stairs. After a couple minutes I hear a single squeak. (I'm starting to crack up about now, but I decided to just hang out and see what was next.)
Before long I hear the pitter patter of little footsteps coming up the stairs, the jump onto the bed, and then I hear it . . . the sound of a squeaky toy being chewed vigorously. LOL
So I get up and go into the bedroom and retrieve the squeaky toy, and sure enough, it's an orange dinosaur. I took it back down to the bathroom and closed the door this time.
The dog stayed in bed until he could hear me start work again, then he slowly went down the stairs. He was down there quite a while longer this time. No squeaks. I hear him starting to come back upstairs, but he stops on the landing and circles around a bit (complete with heavy sigh) before coming the rest of the way up the stairs and hopping into bed.
And here's a picture of the little sneak.
posted by bullwinkl at 2:34 AM
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Funny story!
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