That would be what Walker just ate for dinner.
The back story:
Karl and I decided that since the weather is all gloomy and cold, we were going to have an indoor cookout for dinner tonight. Hot dogs, baked beans, potato salad, etc. Dinner was fantastic, and I set the leftovers all the way to the back of the counter for a minute until I could portion them out for lunches, etc.
Apparently I did not put them back far enough. And the sound that I heard in the other room that sounded like Karl putting away dishes-- was actually Walker using his paw to scoot the plate closer and closer to him until finally he was able to reach the hot dogs. All six of them.
His mistake came when he decided to get greedy and go after the baked beans. He slid the dish too far forward and it came crashing to the floor. Which ofcourse tipped both Karl and I off to his top secret mission.
Needless to say, Walker will not be getting his kibble for dinner tonight.
I think six hot dogs is plenty.
3 comments:
Maddie wishes she were at your home tonight!! ;)
Oh my gosh! That has to be one happy dog. You know he's saying "Whatever" (in Valley Girl speak) to your punishment of no Kibble. LOL!
Oh, funny about your doggie! I hope his tummy doesn't get upset from all the "human" food. Enjoy the rest of your weekend!
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