January 2012 - Life According to Lillie
Woof and Hello, friends!
This is Lillie, reporting straight from the Post-Thanksgiving snooze spot on the couch. Mom and Dad are sleeping off their tryptophan coma while I keep watch. This year, they only shared some carrots with me, and not the Turkey or bones, but that’s ok I guess. Better safe than sick, right?
That reminds me of this one time, when mom was a little younger and not quite so bright in the ways of the dog tummy, and decided to share some of her sushi with me! Mom loves sushi, and she had brought some home from her dinner "out with the girls", and it smelled sooooo goood! It was one of those deep-fried rolls, and I was really going nuts over the scent - avocado, rice, salmon, cream cheese — it all sounds good, right?! So mom decided it couldn’t be too bad, and she let me eat two pieces — straight off her chopsticks! Oh it was so doggone good! …until later.
About an hour or so later, I wasn’t feeling quite right, so i walked over to mom to try and tell her something was wrong. I paced around for a minute, and thought about trying to make a run to the door to go out, but that sushi didn’t sit so well on my sensitive tummy, and suddenly, back up it came! Oops. I felt very ashamed of messing up the carpet, but mom didn’t seem too upset. "I guess dogs shouldn’t have sushi!" she said laughing.
Luckily, that was the worst that happened, and other than that one time, mom is pretty careful about what I get to eat. I try to give her the sad puppy-dog eyes when she turns me down for the table scraps, or when she takes the trash out that has those delicious-smelling chicken bones in there, but she’s pretty immune to those sad eyes now. She won’t even let me get into really exciting things like human pain killers (mmmm sugar coating!), rat poison, or those delectable cat-litter-box-delights! But I did eat an entire tray of cookies right off the cooling rack in one of my more youthful impulsions! I had made it through the whole tray before she even knew what I was up to — so much fun! Until the many trips outside later that night - oops again!
I guess the moral of the story is: even though they’re not as mouthwatering, it’s better to eat carrots than see sushi twice!
Tags: Golden Retriever
