Caught in the act!
Howllo Fellow Basset Hound and Caught in the act lovers! Well, last night we were all watching TV, or napping as the case may be…..
Emma usually is in for the night at this point but she rolled over and seemed to be sniffing the air. I swear, I think I have a spirit in my home that loves to cook. We call her the old lady because she is constantly baking chocolate cakes, but that is an entirely other blog.
So, Emma is sniffing the air and she gets up and wanders down the hall. OK no biggie. She has to go potty. I totally forget about her for about 10 minutes. OK, now that is strange. Where is our Emma?
Well, I found her in my bedroom, standing on an ottoman, with her head in Chaps’ dog food bag! This is the picture from this morning when she was checking to see if it was still there!
Of course Chaps’ had to take a look.
Look at Emma’s gut! It looked like she swallowed a mini basketball. Oh Emmers………
Herz hit the Mother-load! Poor Mayor! Mamma gave himz a bit of the bounty!
Oh, and one more thing. This morning I had a piece of bread in the toaster. If the bread is really thin it can pop out of the toaster and land on the floor. I went back into the kitchen and my toast was toast! Emma was standing under the toaster and wagging her tail. I saw a few crumbs on her shiny black lips.
More gaining a few pounds later…..Love, Cat, Chaps and Emma
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So, you eat flying toast often Emma? Too funny! Be careful though. Jethro nudged his way in the dog food closet one day cuz Daddy didn’t shut it good. He dragged out an 18 lb bag of dog food, made a hole in it and I have no idea how much he ate but it was a lot. And he guarded the bag all day cuz it was obvioius that nobody else got any. When I went to feed them Jethro stood back, which is very unusual, and that’s when I noticed his bulging belly. I picked his food up real fast and didn’t let him drink a lot or eat any more that day. Then I didn’t feed him a whole helping the next day either. I was soooooo very scared he would bloat but we got through it ok. Oh Jethro…
Forgot to mention…Humans make such messes sometimes. The hounds have to do the clean up!
I think this shows Emma’s ingenuity, strategy, persistance, and the fact that she allows nothing to get in her way. That’s determination.(Emma has deep values, fine virtues and excellent character.) I wouldn’t worry about her tummy, that just makes her more well-rounded and gives her curves. Most people would envy such a silhouette.
She is one smart cookie our Emma! She probably didn’t hear you put it away, and zoomed in on it with her super sniffer.
We have to keep our dog food in the basement bathroom with the door closed or Bumper would weigh 150 pounds. You know how that hound nose always finds food!
buster tipped over the food vault here which is up on a chair , unscrewed the top & then managed to consume 8 pounds of food..not bad for a 43 pound basset…& then altho he looked like a beer keg with legs …he refused after much of the peroxide cocktail to ante up said kibble…
warning: 8 lbs of premium kibble makes a dog run like a racing car….for a few days…it was not pretty!…not the poop..altho that he did..i mean energy wise…
Lovable (the basset I had as a child), once ate an entire pound of butter and a loaf of bread (guess he wanted a sandwich?). That’s a lot of butter in one basset hound!
Wow, I love all of these stories about our hound residents and their wiley ways! Emma so far has been doing good. Thank Dog I caught it in time.
What can you say but, OH EMMERS !
You are one very special, barooootiful girl.
Beware of flying toast. That is funny!
We all need to remember that Emma needs to keep her patty soft and round.
Dear Emmers here is a true story about me and my sister that mama put on the drool a few years ago thought you might woof, also were can i get mama one of those toasters you have at your house?
Love Yola Bean
Subject: It’s a work shop NO mom it’s a Casino
Yola Bean here,
We have what the mama calls a workshop/used to be garage. She does all kinds of things in there and I love to watch and help some times. This is a place were there are paintings and wood for building and baskets with clean and dirty cloths and even food on shelves I can look at. Up on the very very tippy top shelf there are our cookies and other treats. My new sister who Melba Toast sent to make the mama laugh also likes it in there. I have been training Toshi Teriyaki in the ways of the big world. Today I taught her how to be a big winner at the slots. The slot machine is a big big green bag that says KIBBLE. We don’t get this often and I loves it. The slot machine errr bag was just laying there on the second shelf waiting for some basset to come along and play it. SO I did!! I didn’t have a coin so I just bite a big hole in that slot errr bag and it all came rolling out I HIT THE KIBBLE POT !!! It was Vegas or Atlantic City, lights were flashing bells were ringing, my head was spinning and Toshi’s butt was wagging as we dove into the booty and grabbed it as fast as we could. Then the house manger came in and yelled OhNoooooooooooooo all I heard was go girl go grab as much as you can. The mama errr manger came running over to join in our winnings and grabbed it all for herself. She couldn’t keep it from running out she was yelling HELP heck mama I was helping. The mama was laughing and the booty was falling out around her hands. She finally got hold of the slot machine and turned it upside down the pot went dry hear that is how it is when you hit it big like we did. Lots and lots of KIBBLE and then NOTHING but full happy bellies.
Let me tell you it was good being a BIG WINNER, Toshi liked it too. So Happy Mothers Day to all you Big Winners because you all hit the Kibble Pot when you brought into your life your special houndy babies. I must go and rest now I have that special glow of being a winner.
Lois you have me ROTFLMBO! I love this story. Made my night! Cat
They don’t call them foodhounds for nothing!