Tuesday, 20 June 2006

Is this the definition of a placid dog?

Number one rule to avoid boring blog visitors ... Don't talk about your cats and dogs! Yeah, I never did go much on following rules. Just a small thing that happened today, but it did strike me as cute. This is the dog whom locals think is a "dangerous breed" ...

Came back from the store with a bag of snacks this afternoon: just puffed corn thingies that are really no more than fresh air with flavorings, but dog likes them and so we share a bag once a month.
It's a game too, because I throw them at all different angles and she gets training that would hold her in good stead, should she ever make the selection for the soccer team, as goalkeeper!

Just recently, Balu has developed a taste for crisps (chips in the colonies) and snacks too and he begs for them worse than the dog.

He's incredibly brazen about it too, because he plonked himself on the corner of my chair, between me and the dog. Or, put more precisely, between the dog and the food, which, you can imagine, could be a very dangerous place to be.

Especially, because when I say that I throw these things up at all angles, that is not entirely deliberately: I'm simply a rotten thrower and they just go all over the place. Ask Holly about the time I threw a stick and hit her on the head.

(She considers me too dangerous for stick throwing games now!)

Anyway, to get back to the snacks. So, I threw one in the air for the dog and it landed short, on the cat. I expected the dog to get it and eat it - both the cat and the snack probably - because it was only inches from her snout.

But no, the cat got it first and the dog just ignored it. Sat back down and waited patiently for the next one to be thrown.

Have you ever ...? A dog NOT grabbing at food seems way beyond polite and incredibly placid for a supposedly "killer dog", don't you think?

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