Follow The Yellow Brick Road

Monday, October 24, 2005

My dog is spoiled. Ok, my dog is really spoiled! I came home late tonight and decided to pick up some McDonald's on the way home. I bring it in and set it on the counter to eat after I have taken the dog out. We go out he does his business and we come in and the phone is ringing. My grandmother was calling so I got sidetracked and started talking to her. About 10 minutes into the converstation my dog starts frantically crying like he does when he can see his favorite toy but for some reason cant actually get to it. So I looked over and he was sitting by the counter staring up at the McDonald's bag. I realized he wanted the food inside! He is so spoiled (combined with the fact that we eat too much fast food) that he KNEW there was food in that bag. So anyway I took the bag and sat down while still on the phone. As soon as I brought the box of nuggets out of the bag he went nuts! Started crying like a baby and frantically scratching at my leg. He wanted a nugget! As soon as I broke a piece off of one and started to hand it to him he sat down and became the most well-behaved dog you have ever seen. He didnt want to mess his chances at a nugget up! So now if we stop calling him "Cooper" and start calling him "Nugget" you know why! Crazy dog!

1 Comments:

At 11:06 AM, Blogger Kelly Broussard said...

How true! Although, when we cage our dog he acts like he is being tortured. He's only happy when he sleeps on MY pillow. Yet I still want another dog...go figure...

 

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