Monday, May 22

My good, my good

Sometimes it's fun to prowl around in the kitchen for things the humans might drop on the floor. Especially within the "work triangle" between the island cooktop, the ovens and the fridge. This week I've scored:

- 1/2 of a Ding Dong
- 1 slice of rhubarb crisp crumble
- 1/2 can of tuna
- Hamburger
- scrambled eggs remnants (screggnants)
- 1 slice of roast beast
- 1/4 buttered toast w/black current preserves
- Some unknown green sweet sticky stuff that was stuck on the inside of the dishwasher


It helps that I'm really fast and that my humans are messy when preparing meals. And the best part: they blame themselves and not me! I've become a pro at standing behind them when they are prepping something and they forget that I'm there.

One stumble, and I'm eating rhubarb crisp crumble.
One bump on their legs, and I'm eating eggs.
And so it goes . . .

18 Comment(s):

At 11:15 PM, Anonymous BetsyB barked...

Go Cal! Though I won't lick the floor, I might grab something off my friend's counter when they're not looking and devour it!!!

B

 
At 2:15 AM, Anonymous Moxie the Westie barked...

One slip and you're eating a chip!

I like it, sounds like a rap song for dogs.

Ahhrooooo back and waaaahoooooo! from Moxie the Westy.

 
At 9:08 AM, Blogger Ender barked...

sounds like you eat just as good as your humans do, thanks to them and the messes they make in the kitchen! I should take lessons from you and "help out" in the kitchen more often!

 
At 2:10 PM, Blogger Splash barked...

My strategy is to drool soooo much that I make the floor slippery and then more stuff gets dropped. Hey whatever works.

 
At 11:48 PM, Blogger Charlie barked...

I'm obviously going to have to try harder. I've got 'em trained to give me carrot, zucchini, and asparagus scraps, but nothing else ever falls my way...

- C

 
At 10:01 PM, Blogger Charlie The Big Dog barked...

Hi Cal,

I dont think you have your humans trained properly yet - you need to annoy them to death until they actually cook you something. Take my humans for example, if they are barbequeing, I just sit right where dad needs to stand to cook, and I dont move until I get a barbequed cheese sandwich!

Charlie - The Big Dog

 
At 12:28 AM, Blogger Freda barked...

Hey Cal,

You lucky dog, you! In the kitchen. That area is a no no for me. A NDMZ. (No Dog Movement Zone.) Not even Tule can enter that place when she visits, and she's a guest!.

The ol' Ding Dong. My Dad had access to the Flight Kitchen when he was the property of the government way back when. When the humans in the barracks got hungry at night he would drive to the kitchen and grab inflight box lunches, cartons of milk and lots of boxes of DING DONGS. His favorite chocolate dragon at the time. OOH, he can taste one now! Smart of you keepin' your location 'in the vault' or Dad might be there challengin' you for any Ding Dong that may hit the floor, if it were even allowed to fall that far.

Good thing you're not a bunny rabbit. Rhubarb is a NO NO for bunnies. Talk about a last meal, if you know what I mean.

Woof!

Freda

 
At 7:39 AM, Blogger Ivy barked...

wowie cal! you are a wonderdog with a kitchen score like that! all i got last week wuz a piece of 'sparagus that i chewed on and spit out. such ikky things those peepol eat.

 
At 1:02 PM, Blogger Turbo the Sibe barked...

Messy humans are a very good thing!

 
At 1:46 AM, Blogger Cal the Wonderdog barked...

Freda - your dad sure was living high in the military. My sidekick was raised on U.S. Air Force bases all over the place and the one thing he says was misses is the great prices at the commissary. Oh and he wants me to add "Thanksgivings at the NCO mess hall".

Hmmmmmmmmmm, there's something to chew on for my next naptime dream . . .

 
At 9:10 AM, Blogger M-Fax barked...

wow it has been some time since I checked in , site looks to be doing great!

it was good to catch up.

funny how the weather changes, you spend less time at the computer.

thank you so much for your comments

 
At 11:16 AM, Blogger HanktheDog barked...

Very crafty, Cal. My MO is to hang with Molly, who "can't resist my cuteness...look at those eyes" and with Mike I've worked out a plate 'n pot licking post dinner ritual that is not for the faint of heart.

 
At 4:42 AM, Blogger Astrid barked...

So I reckon your little human friends never have to hoover around the kitchen anymore then, huh? They must be so pleased with that! You are a realy helping paw there, Cal!

 
At 11:06 PM, Blogger IndyPindy barked...

Good work and nice rhyming!

I am so mad at my mom! You have to come see my latest post. Ugh!

 
At 11:51 AM, Blogger Casper barked...

Good work Cal! Keep on patrolling that kitchen.

I saw your picture on www.dogswithblogs.com.au 's photo of the month. Way cool Cal!

 
At 11:57 AM, Blogger Mary-Margaret barked...

I like all that stuff you get but it's hard to come by. My mom's not too messy. BUT....at my Grandma's house? I score! Humans don't see too well when they get older and they miss the yummiest tidbits. Personally, I've developed a taste for Fritos. And, also while being a "good" little dog, I help my Grandma keep her carpet clean, too! :o)

 
At 10:51 AM, Blogger Zeus barked...

You're so lucky, Cal! If I or my sister, Isis, try to get the scraps, our human pet shoos us away. And what's this with you eating tuna?! Maybe that's why I like you!

 
At 12:14 PM, Blogger Cal the Wonderdog barked...

Zeus, fish is not just for cats anymore. It's the universal food of the millenium! Now that it has such a high mercury count going for it, we all glow a bit in the dark after eating a can or two of tuna.

Cal

 

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