On Sunday morning she dragged herself out of bed to take us on walks - mind you the walks were pretty short. She debated whether she should take Elroy to his handling class - she had a wicked (as they say in the Maritimes) sinus cold headache. But it was his last class and she KNOWS they still need lots of practice, so she figured they had better go.
Of course Elroy got all excited and Frodo and I got excited because we saw her stuffing her pockets with THE best treats. And frankly, we wanted some. Now as she was going out the door, she DID give us some tasty samples - but seriously - we knew the FG was going to get a LOT more....As my human went out the door, she had this sneaking suspicion that we might "do" something but she looked around and the DFZ was gated so she figured all would be fine.
Elroy's class was good - but now his feet go every which way when he stands still. It's like he's playing that old game "Twister" where players put their arms and legs in weird positions. That's Elroy - one foot points one way, while the other one faces a different direction. They all go the same way when he is moving, and it's a pretty sight, but standing still it's different story. With a pounding headache and feeling totally exhausted, my human was happy to see the end of class - even though she WAS glad they went.
When she got home, we all raced outside when she opened the door. We barked and spun and checked Elroy over for any traces of leftover treats in the hairs on his face. My human had stopped for groceries on the way home and she was putting things in the fridge. And that's when she noticed Elroy with "something." He was tearing something apart - and she didn't know what it was. As she went closer, of course he ran. She somehow managed to corner him and removed the object from his clenched teeth. An oven mitt. Which had been deconstructed. The thumb was missing and it was torn in half. She looked at me and Frodo and said those extremely intelligent words - "What did you do?" We just looked as each other. Why ask? You see what we did. And then came the next intelligent phrase "Who did this?" As IF we would point the paw at one another. We smugly shrugged our shoulders, thinking she would never know. We figured it was payback for not getting all those treats.
But then she had one of those rare human "ah-ha" moments. Something WE had not considered. Big brother. The camera. It records everything...
She patiently went back on the recording to see what we did when she and Elroy had left. Frodo laid down, but I'm afraid yours truly was just a BIT too angry about the whole treat thing. I paced and I walked. Around the dining room table. Into the kitchen. Back into the dining room. Into Elroy's crate. Back into the kitchen, And then you could hear a noise on the tape (because I was out of sight). And out of the kitchen I came. With one red oven mitt. BUSTED. With NO defense.
I just looked sheepishly at my human. Think of the bright side - at least the recording didn't show me having a seizure! What's one oven mitt?! You still have another one!
Needless to say, I didn't get any of the leftover treats that were now like sawdust in her pockets. Oh well. I still DID make a point. It was my way of protesting. It's a free country.
Seriously, though. I have to figure out how to reach that camera....
Have a good one.
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