Friday, December 02, 2005
Anything ragged or rotten or rusty
Katie and Joe haven't been putting the trash can away. I think they think they're hiding it, but that's pretty dumb since it's in the same place every time, behind the basement door. The day before yesterday I got a steak bone, and some other stuff. Yesterday the pickings were slim. But, they dumped in lots of stuff yesterday, and this morning the pickings were great. Except, that I thought everyone was gone. I heard Katie yelling at me from upstairs, so I went into the dining room and gave her my best "what's the matter?" look. She put the trash can behind the basement door again.
But, what's this, she went back to the basement and didn't shut the door again. Fantastic, not only can I go back through the trash can, but it's actually at head level. I can just stick my head right down in and take my pick, grab on and... oh, the indignity of it all, for that is when I discovered the lid to the trash can was stuck around my head. I tried to get it off, but it would not. Katie was back upstairs so I went up and tried to be very nonchalant about it.
She laughed at me.
Katie and Joe haven't been putting the trash can away. I think they think they're hiding it, but that's pretty dumb since it's in the same place every time, behind the basement door. The day before yesterday I got a steak bone, and some other stuff. Yesterday the pickings were slim. But, they dumped in lots of stuff yesterday, and this morning the pickings were great. Except, that I thought everyone was gone. I heard Katie yelling at me from upstairs, so I went into the dining room and gave her my best "what's the matter?" look. She put the trash can behind the basement door again.
But, what's this, she went back to the basement and didn't shut the door again. Fantastic, not only can I go back through the trash can, but it's actually at head level. I can just stick my head right down in and take my pick, grab on and... oh, the indignity of it all, for that is when I discovered the lid to the trash can was stuck around my head. I tried to get it off, but it would not. Katie was back upstairs so I went up and tried to be very nonchalant about it.
She laughed at me.
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Did she take a picture??? Did she ? This I want to see! I tried to score some pork chop bones but the dorr was locked and when I yanked past the child proof lock (no problem, usually, since I'm a dog not a child) I made too much noise and they caught me. Diane put the trash can on top of the counter. Drat, drat, and double drat!
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