AIN'T NOTHIN' BUT A HOUND DOG
Dogs are weird. My dog is the weirdest. She cracks me up. Today, she tried (once again) to bury one of her tasty pig ear treats inside the comforter on the bed. But, today, for some reason, I actually stood there and watched the whole procedure she follows. It's so fascinating how animals' instincts work. She really truly doesn't notice or realize that she isn't outside in the flower bed digging and burying, but rather, that she is in the house, in a bedroom, on a bed, pawing at some covers. Don't you wonder what goes through their minds while they are doing this? *Hops up onto bed* *Sniffs* Nah...no good. *Spins in circle 3 times* *Sniffs* Hey...This place looks like a good spot. I'm must be pretty sharp to find THIS spot. Go, me. *Wags tail* Alright. Better get started before someone else finds this primo hiding spot. *Digs* Hmm. Not too much progress there. Everything seems awfully...fluffy...today. Maybe if I just take my nose and... *Pushes pig ear into covers and between pillows* Why--*shove*--won't--*shove*--this--*shove*--fit?!? Perhaps this would work better if I abandoned the "fill a void" approach, and adopted the "cover it up" approach... Now all I need is some stuff to cover this with... A ha! I am SOOOO clever! *Pushes blankets with nose to cover the ear* Finished! Oh how cleverly I have disguised this booty! I must now bark loudly at my completed project to show my triumph! *Barks for 5 minutes* And, I'm spent... *Goes and takes a nap on the recliner* Oh, to be a dog. |
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