As you may have known from a previous post, I was at a barbecue party thing last night with my sister and her husband. Her dog was also there. Anyway we had a lot of food on a coffee table, one of my brother-in-laws cousins got up from the couch to pee, and I guess he was drunk AF cuz he tripped and fell. In the ensuing chaos the little scruffy fuck had stolen two sausages from a tray before my sister, who was less than a foot away, could grab him. It was like he biding his time.
He was quite pleased with himself, my sister less so.
I was out with one of my dogs yesterday meeting a friend for coffee. We’re sitting outside, dog under the table, when a gust of wind blew the last half of my friend’s muffin clean off the table. My dog’s head shot out from under the table so fast — caught the fucker in midair. Never hit the ground. Gone in a single chomp. It all happened so fast it was almost unbelievable. Those fuckers spend nearly every waking second just plotting and waiting for opportunity to present itself, and they can spring into action at literally any moment. Gotta love em!
Those fuckers spend nearly every waking second just plotting and waiting for opportunity to present itself, and they can spring into action at literally any moment. Gotta love em!
This should be a tagline about hexbears
your sister has to be succesful every time, pup only has to be succesful once.
While you were all wasting time on social interaction the dog was laser focused on the prize.
While you were partying, I studied the sausage
A dog I knew stole a whole tray of chocolate weed brownies under very improbable circumstances. Apparently it had to be cradled all night long to get through the trauma. ._.
(incredibly the dog was actually okay in the end)
My old corgi (rest her soul) was such a act. She would act helpless a lot of times and then when there was a chance to steal food? Mission Impossible music would play and she would jump, sprint, backflips to get food. When we were staying with my brother in law. She sprented down a hill and started eating our nibblings Halloween pumpkins before I got the door shut.
(She didn’t do backflips. That is hyperbole)
One time my dog stole a big chunk of meatloaf from my partner’s plate when we went to investigate a crashing sound in our backyard
Then when we caught her, she immediately horked it back onto her plate
The dogletariat collectivises when opportunity strikes.
I mean was not going for the sausages going to get them a treat? A lot of people expect good behaviour but don’t reward it so dogs go for their own when they can.
I once witnessed a dog carrying a whole hog’s head that she likely stole from a butcher up the road. Her back paws were practically hovering from the weight of it.
Pupper snatch your food, be aware.
