NEEDY DOG

It's 8:27 a.m., Junior's asleep on a couch downstairs and Patrick is here with me, asleep.

Well it seems Earthdog Patrick has learned a new trick. Or has he? Whenever I let him inside from being outside, he races to the kitchen, always bounding over the woodenfloor space betweeen the Living room carpet and the dining room carpet, as if it was a bottomless chasm, screaching to a halt at the microwave, at top of which in a jar, repose his dog cookies, which he so dearly loves.

This morning I altered the routine slightly, in that I broke his cookie in half, to conserve them as the supply is getting low. He did his normal thing of tearing back into the living room to consume it. I returned upstairs to work on the computer.

A few minutes later, up he races, all agitated, like he wants something. Well, he's just been out for an hour, his bowls are full of food and water, so what is it? He jumps into the chair with me and nuzzles me and allows me to pet him and kiss him without snarling and growling, a sure sign he is in dire want of SOMETHING. And he keeps it up, instead of going to sleep on Junior's bed.

Now, I'm not about to let him think he can get a cookie anytime he wants just by carrying on. But after a half hour of him being just too nice, I decide to chance it. I get up and he races downstairs. I follow. Will he go to the front door or the microwave? Right to the microwave. I give him half a cookie. He races into the livingroom and eats it. I go back upstairs. He comes up, and promptly jumps up on Junior's bed, circles around, digs into the covers, makes his bed and promptly zonks uot.

HE KNEW HE WAS OWED HALF A COOKIE!!!!!

Unbelieveable....

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