This is how Oakley tells me she is hungry and it’s time for dinner. She steals my kitchen towel and runs off with it. It’s 5:00pm and that dog has an internal clock that tells her exactly when it’s time for breakfast or dinner.
Today it was a towel, yesterday it was my stinky work socks, the day before it was the Tenth Grade Son’s sticky Lacrosse socks. She takes whatever the item of the day is and then sits just off the deck just out of reach. She also never mastered the “Drop it!” command. She just wants some attention and something to eat. So she plays a game called “Let’s Make a Deal”.
I say to her, “Oakley, if you want some dinner, bring me my towel.
She “paw-ses” :) and stops to consider my proposal.
And decides she’s had enough fun…for now anyway…and slowly brings it up to me in the kitchen as I fill her dinner bowl.
I know, I know, I’m only reinforcing her bad behavior. But like I keep saying…I can’t resist the cuteness. :)