I’m sitting at my desk filling out next week’s dog training schedule when Fleegle comes in from outside, sits next to me and stares.
I glance at the wall clock. “It’s not time for your dinner yet. It’s only 3:30.”
“But I’m hungry, Raud, really hungry. I think I might be starving. I bet it doesn’t take long to starve. I might waste away in a matter of minutes. Are you sure you want to take that kind of risk? It’s got to be time to eat. Just looking at your shoes makes me salivate.”
“It’s not time.”
“But my stomach tells me it’s time to eat and I trust my stomach over any dumb clock on the wall. I bet that clock runs on batteries.”
“It does.” I glance at it, then look a little closer. The second hand has stopped moving. “Oops.”
“Oops is right. You can make up for it by giving me an extra scoop of kibble.”
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Funny story I can just hear them thinking exactly that!
This post made me laugh!! My dog does this too–that’s exactly what his face says to me! So cute
This is our Walter. He keeps the clock for us all day long. Not just his meals but ours too.