CHAT Hairy the jerk

Dennis Olson

Chief Curmudgeon
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Hairy has always respected my boundaries. He knows that if I put something on the end table, it’s mine. When I got home today, after I let them out I warmed up a slice of pizza, and put it on a small plate on the end table. I then went into my bedroom to make my bed in preparation for bed time this evening. (I’m feeling poorly today and wanted to go to bed early tonight.) So I made the bed and took my Vicodin. Came back out and the plate was bare. Not so much as a crumb remained. He looked at me all innocent. I smacked him on his butt and said sternly, “BAD DOG!” He looked back at me like “it was worth it.”

Dog is an ass.
 
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lili

Senior Member
Dennis, you made me laugh, and I was in a crappy mood. So, thank you, and I hope you feel better.
 

Dennis Olson

Chief Curmudgeon
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LMAO! BUT, he's got good taste in owners and food. My guy once stole a half sandwich I had made. I figured it was my fault as I left it where he could get it even though I thought we had an agreement!
See, now that’s the thing. Once he got past the puppy stage, and a few corrections later, he’s never shown the slightest interest in anything I put on the end table. Until today. And I fed them dinner as soon as I got home, in case I felt worse as the evening progressed. I wanted them all taken care of until morning.

Starting at wake-up time this morning, I’ve been achy, and had bad abdominal cramps. (I chalked that up to taking a double dose of laxative last night.) Anyhoo, all day, aches, a headache, and toward the end of the day I starting getting chills. (If anyone says “IT’S THE ‘RONA!” I’ll smack you.)

So, all the evening chores are done two hours early. All it cost me was a half slice of pizza. But it is the Pizza Hut Detroit Special, and it’s far better than their normal fare. Hairy knows this too. Jerk.
 

The Snack Artist

Veteran Member
See, now that’s the thing. Once he got past the puppy stage, and a few corrections later, he’s never shown the slightest interest in anything I put on the end table. Until today. And I fed them dinner as soon as I got home, in case I felt worse as the evening progressed. I wanted them all taken care of until morning.

Starting at wake-up time this morning, I’ve been achy, and had bad abdominal cramps. (I chalked that up to taking a double dose of laxative last night.) Anyhoo, all day, aches, a headache, and toward the end of the day I starting getting chills. (If anyone says “IT’S THE ‘RONA!” I’ll smack you.)

So, all the evening chores are done two hours early. All it cost me was a half slice of pizza. But it is the Pizza Hut Detroit Special, and it’s far better than their normal fare. Hairy knows this too. Jerk.
Well, he's not stupid. We already know that. Good on you getting in front of what may become a rough night. I do the same.
 

packyderms_wife

Neither here nor there.
Starting at wake-up time this morning, I’ve been achy, and had bad abdominal cramps. (I chalked that up to taking a double dose of laxative last night.) Anyhoo, all day, aches, a headache, and toward the end of the day I starting getting chills. (If anyone says “IT’S THE ‘RONA!” I’ll smack you.)
:xpnd:

Could be worse, it could be that new variant for norovirus that's making the rounds here locally.
 

Faroe

Un-spun
I went down hard almost a month ago. Chills, fever, Painfully achy bones and joints. Zero strength, and slept for two days. Took a week to recover. Was miserable, but no congestion; I could breathe just fine. Never had anything like that...no clue.

Hope you feel better soon.
(Harry probably thought you'd be better off fasting.)
 

Pebbles

Veteran Member
HAHAHAHAHA....Oh my stars, I am laughing so hard I am sick....Hairy The Jerk.....I have one of those!!!!! You look at him when he does that off the wall crap and just go WHAT THE HECK?!?!? Your the dog, I'm the human, show SOME RESPECT.....do you have ANY IDEA how easy I make life for you????? And you know they think "Yeah, whatever, but I love you"
 

Seeker22

Veteran Member
When Sugarfoot catahoula was 8 weeks, I made a grill cheese and set the saucer on the end table. Back in kitchen for a cup of milk. Sat down in chair halfway watching a movie. Reached for sammy. No sammy.

Caught a glimpse of my Sugar-girl with sammy in her tiny mouth. That light bread was dragging between her legs and slowing her down. The only reason I caught her.

I laughed till I cried and then shared. Gestures are all that they have.
 

Roger Thornhill

Some irascible old curmudgeon
Good thing Hairy's not a black Lab. They'll eat anything.

Case in point: when I was kid, my mother took a four-pound roast out of the oven and set it on the counter to cool before slicing. She turned her back for no more than fifteen or twenty seconds, and when she looked again, the roast was gone.
All of it. Not even a drop of juice remained. We never figured out how that dog avoided scorching his entire mouth, throat, esophagus and stomach.

We also had a Cocker Spaniel who would sit in front of the oven window, and 'sing' to a roasting turkey.
 

Sammy55

Veteran Member
I'd say that Hairy is a very smart and capable dog! After all, you let him out, heated up your pizza, got your bed ready...and he managed to let himself back into the house and eat your pizza, crumbs and all, while you were in the bedroom. Smart kiddo! He must have good doggy thumbs to open the door! LOL!!
 

Marie

Veteran Member
See, now that’s the thing. Once he got past the puppy stage, and a few corrections later, he’s never shown the slightest interest in anything I put on the end table. Until today. And I fed them dinner as soon as I got home, in case I felt worse as the evening progressed. I wanted them all taken care of until morning.

Starting at wake-up time this morning, I’ve been achy, and had bad abdominal cramps. (I chalked that up to taking a double dose of laxative last night.) Anyhoo, all day, aches, a headache, and toward the end of the day I starting getting chills. (If anyone says “IT’S THE ‘RONA!” I’ll smack you.)

So, all the evening chores are done two hours early. All it cost me was a half slice of pizza. But it is the Pizza Hut Detroit Special, and it’s far better than their normal fare. Hairy knows this too. Jerk.
Dennis I had exactly the same thing tonight. Maybe it's a bug? I attributed it to the approaching storm and low blood sugar. :shr: And my old Pitty was like Hairy wouldn't touch anything unless given to him. The kids used to eat snacks after school leave their plates on the floor trays, get up and leave for something and he would never touch it ever. Maybe Hairy decided you shouldn't have pizza tonight. He was only looking after you!:lkick:
 
My guy once stole a half sandwich I had made. I figured it was my fault as I left it where he could get it even though I thought we had an agreement!
I've never met a dog who wouldn't consider violating human food "rules" when they realize that a "golden chow-down" opportunity had JUST **magically** presented itself . . .

Like you, I never provide them with a "golden chow-down" food moment.

Nature's order of priority: dog ----> food ----> human rules.


intothegoodnight
 
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Buick Electra

TB2K Girls with Guns
I couldn't trust ANY of my dogs. If food was sitting on a plate on the table top, they would try and get to it with me sitting right there. Be glad it was only pizza. My Collie, Nevin, got into the trash one day and ate coffee grounds. I came home to..........floor "Art" starting in the family room, through the kitchen, into the dining and living rooms and down the hallway. He spared my bedroom and luckily the door was shut to the guest bedroom. THE WORST!
 

Imrik

Veteran Member
Ehhh the Lummox tries to steal the boys chicken nuggets. He hasn’t went for pizza yet.
 

summerthyme

Administrator
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Good thing Hairy's not a black Lab. They'll eat anything.

Case in point: when I was kid, my mother took a four-pound roast out of the oven and set it on the counter to cool before slicing. She turned her back for no more than fifteen or twenty seconds, and when she looked again, the roast was gone.
All of it. Not even a drop of juice remained. We never figured out how that dog avoided scorching his entire mouth, throat, esophagus and stomach.

We also had a Cocker Spaniel who would sit in front of the oven window, and 'sing' to a roasting turkey.
LOL! Years ago, we were living in a mobile home after our house burned... 2 adults, 2 preschoolers, a newborn baby and a dog. Yeah, it was crowded! My mom came down a lot to help out. One evening, we had just finished supper and were sitting on the couch resting for a minute before starting to put the food away and clean up. We'd had a nice rolled roast, and there was about 3# left for sandwiches, etc.

Jackie was a rescue Black and Tan and Plott hound mix... sweet dog, but dumber than a box of hammers. I'd found her in our back field, pregnant and with a broken hip. 1 week before the pups were born, she was hit by a car and broke the other hip! So, she was a house dog even though there was no room!

The couch was situated so anyone walking to the back bedrooms almost had to sidle past it- those trailers are cramped!

So... we go back to the kitchen about 10 minutes later- no roast! WTF?! Looked all over... then realized Jackie had politely sidled by us when we were sitting there..somehow, we didn't see the 3# roast in her mouth!

Currently, Prince is a counter surfer if the food value is high enough. I could put a sirloin steak down in front of Dixie, tell her to "leave it" and she wouldn't touch it for a week.

Summerthyme
 

Seeker22

Veteran Member
I couldn't trust ANY of my dogs. If food was sitting on a plate on the table top, they would try and get to it with me sitting right there. Be glad it was only pizza. My Collie, Nevin, got into the trash one day and ate coffee grounds. I came home to..........floor "Art" starting in the family room, through the kitchen, into the dining and living rooms and down the hallway. He spared my bedroom and luckily the door was shut to the guest bedroom. THE WORST!
Oh, wait til it dries, and vacuum it up. Having five indoor Catahoulas and a Black Lab , I found all sorts of neat and novel ways to clean. I used to sign our Christmas cards and then grab a pup with a muddy paw and press it on the card and under that, write The Wreckin' Crew. And they were. What a ride! Down to Lali now and she is a short little chit and can't reach the counter like her papa Mo used to do. Mo loved pizza, but he loved my homemade bread more.
 
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