I don’t know. Do you believe her? Can you tell I just yanked the expensive ball of fresh mozzarella cheese out of her mouth? It was still wrapped but it had at least one puncture wound. Like an idiot, I left it on the new kitchen countertop while I walked out of the room for SECONDS. This dog doesn’t miss a trick. Luckily, I don’t usually leave food out; the cheese was minding its own business as I had just rescued it from the plastic shopping bag in which it was suffocating. So, do I eat the cheese or not? Hell yes. For a $7 ball of cheese, I’ll just irrigate the wound and slice the offending piece away. Not much will keep me from enjoying a fresh mozzarella, sundried tomato and pesto sandwich. I think she’s sorrier that she didn’t eat it before I caught her; the fist-sized ball of soft cheese wrapped in plastic, nestled softly between her powerful molars like a fresh little quail. I’m sure you’ll try again Olive.
By strange with of fate, we have a two year old weim named… Olive.
And I’ve seen this exact look many times. Our Olive’s favorite move is to grab a bag of deli meat on the counter while we go for the bread.
Very sneaky.
Really??? I have a doppelganger?
Olive
Olive makes me laugh when she “stands” at the kitchen counter with her paws planted on the counter and her nose sweeping the area for land mines in the form of food. She looks so human-like standing there!
Patti
This post was poetry – I loved the phrase “like a fresh little quail”. Great writing!
Thanks. I was pleased that I thought of the often under referenced quail. ;>)
Awww. She looks so sad! Just like Wonderbutt when I pull an ink pen out of his mouth.
Don’t be fooled by my intelligent little manipulator. ;>)
Oh, sweet Olive we sure hope she gives you a bite of that cheese. Next time you better be really quick so you can get a good taste before she realizes what happened. Hugs and nose kisses
Don’t worry. I know exactly where she keeps it.
Olive