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Naughty Little Puppy

Piper is a pill. Here is the prequel to this story: She LOVES food. She is most definitely my dog. :) We have never fed her from the table because we didn't want her to learn that meal time for us was meal time for her. Little did we know that it is not a learned behavior - I swear she was born with it! Since the day we brought her home, anytime anyone eats anything, she is right there, looking up at you with pitiful little eyes - just begging you to share your tasty morsels with her. Then she roams around the floor looking for crumbs. And if it hits the floor - it's hers. Doesn't matter what it is or if you meant to drop it - you have surrendered it.

So, the other night I came home and grabbed a snack size box of Cheerios out of the cupboard - thinking it would be a good evening snack. Well, I started reading and stopped paying attention to my Cheerios. I bumped the box and it toppled on to the floor. I quickly started cleaning up the pile - but she was faster. She started inhaling the Cheerios as fast as she could. You could hear her almost choking because she was eating them so fast. You can say dogs are dumb - but she knew exactly what she was doing. The good news is, it was a whole serving of heart-healthy whole grains .... plus, maybe it will lower her cholesterol!

Comments

Baby Sister said…
Haha. That's funny. At least she choose a healthy food to consume, right? :)
January 17, 2011 at 10:10 PM
Kristine said…
Hahaha! That is awesome!
January 18, 2011 at 9:16 AM
Stacy Lynn Carroll said…
Unfortunately, I think that is a natural instinct all dogs are born with!
January 18, 2011 at 9:34 AM
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