The Coffee House

smoke665 · Nov 10, 2017

Gary A. said:
Maggie doesn't like bananas

Sadie likes dehydrated sweet potatoes.

smoke665 · Nov 10, 2017

SquarePeg said:
To get him to eat his kibble every night we have to either add this pumpkin stuff that's good for his digestion and he loves the flavor or I add some cut up pieces from a grocery store rotisserie chicken (no fat or skin).

Sadie will absolutely not touch her morning meal unless you sprinkle some shredded cheddar on top. In the evening she eats the same thing with nothing added?????

davidharmier60 · Nov 10, 2017

Given the chance 2 or 3 of ours would relieve us of needing to eat hot dogs, spaghetti etc.

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benhasajeep · Nov 10, 2017

davidharmier60 said:
Given the chance 2 or 3 of ours would relieve us of needing to eat hot dogs, spaghetti etc.

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Hahaha, we had a bbq one day and my father in law had a hot dog in his hand. He was talking and put lowered his arm / hand with the hot dog down by his leg (was standing). Well my yellow lab thought that meant it was for him, so he took it. :aiwebs_016:

Took the entire hot dog / bun right out of his hand. hahahaha.

Overread · Nov 10, 2017

Our lab, which is going back near 20 years since he departed this world, had many a trick of stealing food. Though two really stand out.

Now where we live there's a local beach with a river outlet and a bridge going over the river. The tidal spot is popular with crabs and its steadily grown into a modest tourist attraction to go crabbing. All for fun so its catch and throwback and there's a little shop or two that sells line and bait. Now instead of using that my mother picked up on a method where by you take a pair of tights and cut them in half so that you've got two leg sections; then stuff a bit of bacon and rock down each one. Now you just tie a bit of string to the top and you've got a pretty good crab catching lure that works for ages because the crabs can't easily nip through the tights to get at the meat.

So our lab found one of these and promptly tried to eat it; my dad only caught on because he had half a tight hanging out of his mouth. He (dog) wasn't too happy about my dad then having to pull the rest of it out of him!

His second trick was he once found the carving knife after it was used and was running around with that in his mouth - thankfully no injuries!

The rest of his stories are all about food left out and suddenly vanishing!

davidharmier60 · Nov 10, 2017

We have a mostly Lab with a nub for a tail who is named Nubbie. If anything is left close to the edge in the kitchen and she wants it it's GONE.

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SquarePeg · Nov 10, 2017

My brother's lab/rottie mix once walked by the coffee table and completely cleared it with one swipe of his tail. We had been sitting in the living room having cake and coffee and then suddenly, we weren't.

SquarePeg · Nov 10, 2017

Had 2 options tonight. Option 1 a fundraiser at my favorite watering hole with 200 or so people. Option 2 the HS semi final game @ home vs another undefeated team with 200 or so people. It's freezing here tonight. 29 degrees and a nice stiff breeze and I do not feel like socializing after the busy week I had at work. Obviously, I'm staying home on the couch with my fur baby! Princess will text me score updates on the game or I can watch the Facebook updates from the crazy people freezing their butts off. I gave a friend money to buy some raffle tickets for me at the fundraiser and I'll make a direct donation to the scholarship fund. So happy I stayed home. Just had Chinese delivered and had dinner and a nice cold beer. I love beer with Chinese - a habit leftover from the old days of "cold tea" from Chinatown in Boston. Not sure if cold tea in Chinatown is a national thing so I will explain - we would go to Chinatown after last call and get food and "cold tea" which was beer in a teapot. We thought we were so cool, lol. I asked a cop friend years later why they never shut down the Chinese restaurants for serving after hours even though everyone knew about the cold tea. He told me it was O'Douls non alcoholic beer! Not sure if I fully believe that but since we were usually already buzzed by the time we got there, who knows?

Gary A. · Nov 10, 2017

smoke665 said:
SquarePeg said:

To get him to eat his kibble every night we have to either add this pumpkin stuff that's good for his digestion and he loves the flavor or I add some cut up pieces from a grocery store rotisserie chicken (no fat or skin).

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Sadie will absolutely not touch her morning meal unless you sprinkle some shredded cheddar on top. In the evening she eats the same thing with nothing added?????

Not being competitive ... but ... let Gary tell you about Cook's ever evolving eating habits. Firstly, setting the stage, Cook had a bowl of dry out 24/7 which she nibbled on throughout the day. In the evening she enjoyed a can of wet food. It all started when we augmented her wet with some of this or a bit of that. Which evolved into a situation when she wouldn't eat her wet unless it was augmented (a la Sadie's cheese). Then she demanded that the augmentation come from our dinner plate. Didn't have to be much, just a bit from our plate so she felt part of our dining experience. Next she decided that dinner should be eaten with her family and if we went out, she wouldn't touch her food until we came home ... then she would eat. From that, Cook decided that dinner was about socialization and wouldn't eat unless we sat with her and socialized amongst ourselves while she listened and ate. Her next move was she decided that it wasn't fair for us to eat our dinner while she waited until we returned. She would only eat a partial bowl of wet and would polish it off when we returned home to socialize. Then she decided to eat precisely half her wet food when we were gone. It was the damnest thing, one half of the bowl was eaten clean and the other half was untouched ... you could literally measure it with a rule as a straight line right down the middle. Finally, she felt that licking her bowl clean was rude and started leaving a teaspoon of wet food or a single kibble in the very center of her dish. Gary misses that dog.

smoke665 · Nov 10, 2017

We picked up our sweet 2yr old granddaughter early this morning, to find she had somehow turned into a combination of a Tasmanian Devil, Speedy Gonzales, an Octopus with hands, and a sponge soaking up everything she sees since the last time we saw her 2 weeks ago.

Took her to the Mall for dress and shoes. Tried to let her run off some energy as she went from one end to the other, at a run. At the end of the first stretch, she had a lead on us, and before we could stop her, grabbed a pair of those $5 sunglasses that they sell in the Mall kiosks for $100, had them on and was sprinting toward the 2nd turn. Fast sprint by Papa, kid in check and glasses safely recovered, we headed into the first store one of those that the isles are narrow and hard to get around. Once inside little squirt jerked her hand loose and took off, hindering my pursuit by pulling clothes off the racks as she ran. After what seemed like an eternity I finally caught up with her and between myself and Mimi got everything picked up, then slightly embarrassed left.

Second store, she tries a repeat, that didn't work, so then she starts throwing a hissyfit that got her bottom swatted, at that point you would have thought I was killing the poor child. Mimi in exasperation took her back out in the Mall while I picked some dress choices. Fortunately she's way to young to know about the middle finger use, but the smirk on the face she gave me was her version of it. I found some just in the nick of time as I saw Mimi coming back through the door with storm clouds around her. They both calmed down long enough that we could agree on a dress and pay the bill.

On to the shoe store. First of all what kind of idiot store manager puts tall stacks of boxes of shoes at floor level in a kids store?? Only took our eyes off her for a second when the Tasmanian Devil ran headfirst through the display, causing boxes to fly in all directions. Mimi grabbed a pair of shoes, said these will do, and I seriously think would have administered another swat to the bottom, had granddaughter shown any inkling of resistance. I hate to admit it but I might have given my little angel with the crooked halo, that same look she had given me earlier, when she looked at me imploringly to save her from Mimi.

Worn out and beyond any desire to do anymore shopping we headed to the food court where miraculously we discovered that a single slice of cheese pizza was the magical talisman that turned this tiny she devil back into our sweet little granddaughter. Thankfully she remained that way until we once again dropped her with her Mom. And this my friends is why only young people should do the rearing of children, old people don't have the stamina!!!!

Gary A. · Nov 10, 2017

benhasajeep said:
davidharmier60 said:

Given the chance 2 or 3 of ours would relieve us of needing to eat hot dogs, spaghetti etc.

Sent from my SAMSUNG-SM-G890A using Tapatalk

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Hahaha, we had a bbq one day and my father in law had a hot dog in his hand. He was talking and put lowered his arm / hand with the hot dog down by his leg (was standing). Well my yellow lab thought that meant it was for him, so he took it. Took the entire hot dog / bun right out of his hand. hahahaha.

Cook would never ever ever do that. Begging for Cook was sitting about three feet away and staring. If Gary asked her "Are you begging?", she would lay down.

JonA_CT · Nov 10, 2017

smoke665 said:
We picked up our sweet 2yr old granddaughter early this morning, to find she had somehow turned into a combination of a Tasmanian Devil, Speedy Gonzales, an Octopus with hands, and a sponge soaking up everything she sees since the last time we saw her 2 weeks ago.

Took her to the Mall for dress and shoes. Tried to let her run off some energy as she went from one end to the other, at a run. At the end of the first stretch, she had a lead on us, and before we could stop her, grabbed a pair of those $5 sunglasses that they sell in the Mall kiosks for $100, had them on and was sprinting toward the 2nd turn. Fast sprint by Papa, kid in check and glasses safely recovered, we headed into the first store one of those that the isles are narrow and hard to get around. Once inside little squirt jerked her hand loose and took off, hindering my pursuit by pulling clothes off the racks as she ran. After what seemed like an eternity I finally caught up with her and between myself and Mimi got everything picked up, then slightly embarrassed left.

Second store, she tries a repeat, that didn't work, so then she starts throwing a hissyfit that got her bottom swatted, at that point you would have thought I was killing the poor child. Mimi in exasperation took her back out in the Mall while I picked some dress choices. Fortunately she's way to young to know about the middle finger use, but the smirk on the face she gave me was her version of it. I found some just in the nick of time as I saw Mimi coming back through the door with storm clouds around her. They both calmed down long enough that we could agree on a dress and pay the bill.

On to the shoe store. First of all what kind of idiot store manager puts tall stacks of boxes of shoes at floor level in a kids store?? Only took our eyes off her for a second when the Tasmanian Devil ran headfirst through the display, causing boxes to fly in all directions. Mimi grabbed a pair of shoes, said these will do, and I seriously think would have administered another swat to the bottom, had granddaughter shown any inkling of resistance. I hate to admit it but I might have given my little angel with the crooked halo, that same look she had given me earlier, when she looked at me imploringly to save her from Mimi.

Worn out and beyond any desire to do anymore shopping we headed to the food court where miraculously we discovered that a single slice of cheese pizza was the magical talisman that turned this tiny she devil back into our sweet little granddaughter. Thankfully she remained that way until we once again dropped her with her Mom. And this my friends is why only young people should do the rearing of children, old people don't have the stamina!!!!

So my daughter is 2 -- she is currently on house arrest due to her recent behavior at IKEA and Home Depot.

Gary A. · Nov 10, 2017

smoke665 said:
We picked up our sweet 2yr old granddaughter early this morning, to find she had somehow turned into a combination of a Tasmanian Devil, Speedy Gonzales, an Octopus with hands, and a sponge soaking up everything she sees since the last time we saw her 2 weeks ago.

Took her to the Mall for dress and shoes. Tried to let her run off some energy as she went from one end to the other, at a run. At the end of the first stretch, she had a lead on us, and before we could stop her, grabbed a pair of those $5 sunglasses that they sell in the Mall kiosks for $100, had them on and was sprinting toward the 2nd turn. Fast sprint by Papa, kid in check and glasses safely recovered, we headed into the first store one of those that the isles are narrow and hard to get around. Once inside little squirt jerked her hand loose and took off, hindering my pursuit by pulling clothes off the racks as she ran. After what seemed like an eternity I finally caught up with her and between myself and Mimi got everything picked up, then slightly embarrassed left.

Second store, she tries a repeat, that didn't work, so then she starts throwing a hissyfit that got her bottom swatted, at that point you would have thought I was killing the poor child. Mimi in exasperation took her back out in the Mall while I picked some dress choices. Fortunately she's way to young to know about the middle finger use, but the smirk on the face she gave me was her version of it. I found some just in the nick of time as I saw Mimi coming back through the door with storm clouds around her. They both calmed down long enough that we could agree on a dress and pay the bill.

On to the shoe store. First of all what kind of idiot store manager puts tall stacks of boxes of shoes at floor level in a kids store?? Only took our eyes off her for a second when the Tasmanian Devil ran headfirst through the display, causing boxes to fly in all directions. Mimi grabbed a pair of shoes, said these will do, and I seriously think would have administered another swat to the bottom, had granddaughter shown any inkling of resistance. I hate to admit it but I might have given my little angel with the crooked halo, that same look she had given me earlier, when she looked at me imploringly to save her from Mimi.

Worn out and beyond any desire to do anymore shopping we headed to the food court where miraculously we discovered that a single slice of cheese pizza was the magical talisman that turned this tiny she devil back into our sweet little granddaughter. Thankfully she remained that way until we once again dropped her with her Mom. And this my friends is why only young people should do the rearing of children, old people don't have the stamina!!!!

Good lord man ... what a day. Gary had Mary Lou read your story, she laughed and said that's like a day with Maggie. lol