Friday, March 21, 2008

I'm thinking about hiding them in plastic Easter eggs

I know that most dogs have a gene that tells them to stash away treats by burying them in the yard for later, but Toby is such a fat ass, he is completely able to ignore that urge and wolf everything down when given to him. If Toby had a motto, "Why wait?" would be it.

And, frankly, I can't blame him. Because who knows if someone else is going to come around and find that treat before you decide to reclaim it?

Someone else like Toby.

When Toby's cousin Sparky is over at my mother-in-law's house, he abides by the dog code and hides treats all over her house. You never know if you're sitting on a Milkbone until Toby starts frantically digging at your lap, jumping and yelping like a maniac. And when you're so fed up with all of the commotion and you finally get up to yell, "WHAT? WHAT, TOBY? WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?" He buries his nose under the couch cushion your butt was just comfortably resting on and comes up with a tasty morsel.

In fact, he spends the entire visit rooting out all of Sparky's treats. Under the chair, behind the floor plant, buried in the couch. Every once in a while he settles down on the living room floor to dig into his bounty.

And while he's busy smaking his teeth together in jubilation, I know he was meant to be a part of our family.

Because we don't find his weird behavior strange at all.

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6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Awww, poor Sparky!!

chelsea said...

I love that pic. My dog doesn't like to bury things, he'll start to and walk away just to come back and in his own way say "ah screw it".

Anonymous said...

That's so cute. My little Ben loves to hide the treats. Then you see him scratching and sniffing and whimpering.

~Kirs

Ray said...

TOBY ROCKS! But why should that be so suprising, "He does have two kick ass owners." It was only in due time that he'd inherit your: great humor for doing funny things. Also, great pic. ^o^

Take, care.

The Plainsman said...

My childhood dog never made too much of an attempt at burying things. Except for Milk Bones. He never liked them and would take it to some corner of the kitchen, scratch halfheartedly a few times, put the biscuitdown and make a few nose moves to "bury" it. He never touched it again. We learned. No Milk Bones!

Have a Happy Easter, Alli's first!

ajandmac said...

Haha. Yes. Toby. Way to be a dog.

We have a dog who likes to hide treats as well, and one night, I'm in bed and something clanks towards the end of the bed. I reach down to pull up a giant bone we had given Berkley earlier in the day. Or the time a small bone was under my pillow. Joy. It's a dog thing.