Category: Foster Dog


Mine!!

Bear: (Moves half full food dish to living room)
Tramp: Hey that's mine!
Bear: No it isn't I just moved it, it's mine!
Me: (Notices growls coming from living room, goes to investigate) 
Bear: It's MINE!
Me: (Standing in front of Bear and Tramp) What's yours?
Bear and Tramp: Hi Mom!
Me: (Picking up food dish) I think this is mine. 
Bear: That's ok, I wasn't hungry anyway. 
Me: (Puts food dish back in place) If you aren't hungry, why all the growling? 
Bear: Tramp looked at it!
Tramp: (From living room) Did NOT!
Bear: Did TOO!
Me: (Finds headphones and puts them on)

Morning:

Stumble over two blankets, a sheet and "four" dog beds all making an attempt to create a mountain in my living room. 
While the boys are outside, I throw the sheet and one of the blankets in the washer.

Lunchtime:

Pull sheet and blanket out of dryer, take them back to the boys room with Bear firmly attached to the blanket. 
Stuff blanket in Bears kennel (with Bear) and put sheet in Tramps kennel.
Head back to washer to move the next set of blankets to the dryer.
Walk into living room to find the recently washed blanket and sheet on the floor.
Pick up blanket (with Bear attachment) and sheet. Drag back to their room put items back in kennels
Lecture Bear about leaving blankets in living room and stealing Tramps blanket (again).

Afternoon: 

Check living room and find it surprisingly blanket free. 
Grab last blankets out of dryer, walk through living room (picking up Bear attachment) and head down the hallway. Stumble on a familiar blanket and sheet.
Put two blankets and Bear attachment in kennel. Walk back into hallway pick up blanket and sheet, put them back where they belong. 
Lock Bear in his kennel

Have a great weekend everyone!

Me: Ok Bear, Facebook is up

Bear: Mother, this is silly

Me: Really? Bright pink spots on my carpet is silly?

Bear: Oh yeah. So to all the wonderfully smart people out there, I found a really cool pink sharpie and thought it was a chew toy. Mom caught me and took it away but not before I left some really cool pink spots on my paws, Rommie's paws and the carpet. It made some really cool designs that I like looking at!

Me: Bear!

Bear: Right, now I’m supposed t o ask if anyone knows any tricks to getting pink sharpie out of the carpet. Mom has tried a couple of cleaners but luckily the cool designs are still there.

Me: Bear!

Bear: Sigh, I am kinda tired of Mom fussing at me every time she sees the pink which is a lot since it's in front of the back door. I suppose it would be ok if anyone has ideas that would help. ..

What Lock?

Me: (Getting home from Austin, letting Bear and Tramp out of their kennels)

Bear: MOTHER!!!! You will never believe what happened today!  It was the scariest day ever! I thought we were never going to see you again!!!

Tramp: Thank god you finally got home!

Me: (Settling down on the floor with Bear and Tramp doing their best to both fit in my lap) Goodness,  what happened?

Bear: You went away and I kept jumping on the door so you'd hear and come let me out! Then Tramp did something  to the door.  This Lady came to visit, I liked her she put treats under the door!

Tramp: She's our sitter you idiot.  She comes to visit if Mom goes away for a long time.

Bear: I liked her but she wouldn't open the door and let us out. It was very scary, I don't know what Tramp did but he had to have done something!

Me: (Scratching Tramps head before he could comment) Sorry to tell you this Baby Bear, but there is no way Tramp locked the door, he can't reach it. You are the only one who could have locked the door.

Bear: I didn't do it, I promise! Did you see Tramp gave me his blanket?

Tramp: Seriously? I am going to lock you in my kennel the next time you "steal" my blanket!

Bear: Oh then Rachel came, she called me an idiot.

Tramp: Yeah, and?

Bear: She made some funny noises and took the longest time opening the door.  I had to growl at her to get her to hurry.

Tramp: Pretty sure it wasn't your growling that made her hurry, I'm just glad she just didn't leave at that point and force me to be stuck with you ALL day!

Me: Wow, sounds very scary.

Bear: It was!

Tramp: (groans) The only scary part was being stuck with him!

Bear: Then the nice lady came back and opened the door and let us out. I gave her some of my toys to play with so she'd stay.

Tramp: At least she came back. That's more than I would have done.

Bear: (Standing up, putting both paws on my shoulders, looking at me intently) Mother! You can't ever, ever leave again!

Tramp: (Snorts) Right, if you weren't so silly it wouldn't be a big deal.

Me: (Moving Bear's paws so I can hug him) How about I fix the door so it can't lock again? That way Lori can visit and I can occasionally leave the house. 

Bear: (Plopping back down in my lap) I don't know, I bet that lock is just waiting to trap me again!

 

Paper!

Bear: It's mine!
Tramp: Give it to me Brat!
Bear: Mine!
Tramp: No it isn't, it's mine!
Me: Boys?
Tramp: Hush! We have to hide it!
Bear: Hide it!
Me: (Hearing sounds of the boys frantically hiding something) What's up?
Bear and Tramp: (Sitting next to each other, looking very innocent) Nothing!
Me: So you two were almost in an all out dog fight over nothing? 
Tramp: (Stands up) We were playing!
Bear: (Stands up and reveals a wad of paper he had been sitting on) We weren't doing anything!
Me: (Picking up paper) Funny, I could have sworn I threw this away a few minutes ago. 
Tramp: Nice going Brat.
Bear: Mom! Tramp stole it, I was just trying to bring it back to you!
Tramp: Really? Mother! He stole it and was NOT bringing it back to you!'
Me: (Laughing) You don't say….

Leave it

Me: Bear, we are going to work on "Leave it" and "Take it"
Bear: (Looks at me suspiciously) What does that mean?
Me: I will hold a treat and tell you to "Leave it" and you don't eat it until I say "Take it"
Bear: (Snorts) That's the silliest thing I've ever heard
Me: That may be true, but you still need to learn (Holding treat in flat of my hand) Leave it
Bear: (Looks at treat and tries to grab it from my hand)
Me: (Closing hand just before Bear gets to treat and feeling his teeth on my knuckles) Bear: Leave it
Bear: Treat! (Tries to lick fingers open, tries to stick nose between fingers, puts paw on my hand and tries to dig my hand open)
Me: Bear, Leave it
Bear: Sigh, do what?
Me: Leave it (Slowly starts opening hand)
Bear: Treat! (Jumps towards my hand)
Me: (Closing hand)
Bear: Mother, this is silly
Me: I'm good with that. Leave it (Slowly starts opening hand)
Bear: (Starts to move towards hand)
Me: Leave it!
Bear: (Sits) sigh (Looks intently at treat)
Me: (1 second count) Take it
Bear: Finally! (Snatches treat) Are we done?
Me: I want to do it a couple more times for this session (holds treat in hand) Leave it
Bear: Treat!!!

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