Bad Dog
Sometime yesterday World's Naughtiest Dog (WND) broke into the fridge and stole 20oz. of raw chicken, which she promptly devoured.She's a very smart dog. Unfortunately, she uses her intelligence almost exclusively for evil deeds.
She can roll down the power windows in my car, open the fridge, open the slightly complex accordian-style pantry door, get past my "locking" garbage can, unlock the bolt on my front door, and unlock the fastener on our large green dumpster.
With regards to the garbage cans, she does this in a brick-brained search for food that is not there. It's the scent of the packaging, paper towels, and scraps that is apparantly too much to resist.
The fridge is easier for me to understand. There is actual food in there, leftover meat, pizza, pasta, cheese, ...and it's all there for the taking.
Sure, I place a length of duct tape on the door to try and keep her out, but sometimes we forget or she rips the door open anyway. This is all a very common occurance.
Normally, she steals her food/garbage and walks it over into the carpeted foyer before eating it. Often, the first sight I see in the evening upon returning from work is a half-devoured bag, styrofoam package, or paper towel in the foyer. When I see this mess, she usually runs and hides, knowing full well that she has done something wrong. Often I've wondered if she really knows what she did wrong or if she just associates a mess with getting in trouble.
Well, it looks like she's figured out why she gets in trouble. The 20oz. chicken package was not found in the foyer, not found in the kitchen, it was found in the back office room where her food dish is. She took the meat back behind some boxes and tore apart the package there. It worked. I did not see it until I went to make the aformentioned chicken for my dinner. When it wasn't in the fridge where I had left it, I searched the house and eventually stumbled across the evidence.
Of course, eating this much chicken in addition to her normal meal caused me to get up twice last night, once at 12 and once at 2am to let her outside. And she wonders where she gets her name from.
The joys of dog ownership.
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