We had a really nice date and walnut loaf in the house, and I decided a slice would nicely top off our lunchtime scrambled egg on toast.
So as I waited for the egg to finish cooking, my Beloved watched the toast and I took the buttered slices and put them on the occasional table between our lounge chairs for later.
Served the scramblers, picked up our glasses and headed to the lounge with the uneasy feeling that the Little Black Dog was not under our feet as is normal when there we are walking with food.
Got to the lounge to find:
One empty plate...
One big, buttery smear on the floor...
One LBD licking his chops...
Hardly a crumb left.
But then, he's a dog, so the chance that I had to clean up the buttery smear in the end?
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From your use if the word "had" in describing your walnut slice, am I correct in assuming the little blighter ate the last two slices?
Ohhh! Great pickup on tense! If only I used it more carefully.
No, we were able to fill a new plate with more, thankfully.
The fact that you even thought you could leave food out is impressive. Nothing in safe in this house - if it's not eaten, it's used as a toy. (Kiwifruit soccer, anyone?) And unlike dogs, my little blighters can jump up on just about anything, so putting things up high makes no difference. When I had a microwave, on the other hand, it was the perfect little temporary food-safe. :)
Oh LBD! Cheeky.
What a well loved dog.
I actually came back to check if you did get walnut slice for your lunch... glad to hear you did! (I need a hobby, I know.)
Oh that's cheeky!! hehehe Your lovely dog is certainly a bit clever!
With a dog, you don't need a vacuum cleaning.... except for the hair from the dog... or the mud that the dog tracks in...
With a dog, you don't need a vacuum cleaning.... except for the hair from the dog... or the mud that the dog tracks in...
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