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August 12, 2010

Don't Tell Me My Dog Isn't Dumb

I was standing in front of George when a piece of cereal fell out of my bowl and landed on the floor just inches from him. He stared off into space. I tapped my foot on the floor next to the piece of cereal as that is the international human to dog signal that there is something yummy to be eaten that the human is unwilling to bend over and pick up. He stared off into space. Isabella, who had been asleep on the second floor of the house, heard the tapping, woke up, came downstairs and ate the piece of cereal while George still just stood there. What a dummy.

11 comments:

CB said...

Hilarious!! Sometimes when I am in public and drop food, I do the foot tap thing out of habit, then I have to cover by pretending my foot fell asleep.

Kate said...

I love this! Similar thing happened to me just the other night - a bit of (cooked) rice fell on the kitchen floor while I was fixing dinner. Called the dog, she came running in and looked expectantly up at me, walking on said bit of rice in the process. I guess eventually she licked it out of her toes? (And then probably thought "Hmm! Rice! Where did that come from?" :-P

Jaya said...

Maybe he doesn't like cereal?

Vicki Knitorious said...

Hilarious... the comments, too! ; )

laura said...

Your post reminds me of this post:
http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com/2010/07/dog.html

I felt really bad for both the dog and owner but it was still hilarity in the telling! :)

PICAdrienne said...

I have been dog sitting for nearly two weeks. One of the dogs, she is so pretty, I believe her brain cell died of loneliness.

Lorette said...

Want a Corgi? Lewey can hear a cheerio drop if he was a mile away. And he'll eat anything except mushrooms.

Denise said...

Timmy, our lab is not as quick on the uptake as Toby, the boston terrier, and consequently loses out frequently on this sort of opportunity for extra snacks. I swear Toby can hear a crumb hit the ground from the back of the house. (we don't call him the Hoover Hound for nothing!)

Sometimes for whatever reason, neither dog hears or witnesses the food drop so I'll helpfully call out 'clean up, aisle six' and Toby is always the first one on the scene.

Loved Laura's link - hilarious!

Anonymous said...

Our Rudy is the Isabella type, not a George. Yes, he awoke from a sound sleep in another room when a wasabi pea hit the kitchen floor. Didn't even have to tap my foot for that clean-up.
-- Gretchen

Karen said...

In one of his more brilliant moments, my ex came up with the universal command "Oops!" (to accompany said foot tapping). Works exquisitely.

Alwen said...

I once had a little hoover of a dog, a long-haired dachshund mix, who was trained to the "Oops!" command, but neither of the two I have now can find dropped food with anything like her efficiency.

(Verification word: hypro, which I'm sure is a dog kibble brand.)