Friday, August 12, 2005

our little thief

The last couple of days have been a struggle between trying to get Tango to eat his prescribed bland dog food, and trying to get Murray to eat his normal dog food. Of course, each one wants what the other is getting (I told you they are just like kids), so each evening we work to get each dog to eat what we are handing to them.

Murray is convinced that he likes what Tango is getting, even though he refuses it when we offer it to him. For some reason he doesn't connect that what we give him is the same as what we are giving Tango, so he begs for it, we give him some, he spits it out, and then begs again. I TOLD you he is the simple son.

Meanwhile, Tango is just plain starving. He would eat dirt if we'd let him, so he is scarfing down the bland dog food and then surreptitiously trying to steal regular dog food from Murray's bowl. Last night I spent 20 minutes with one hand giving Murray the kibble while holding Tango off with the other hand. If I take Tango out of the room, Murray won't eat, and if I keep him in the room, then he suffers. Sigh.

This morning, Josh decided to just put down the two bowls of food and watch them carefully to make sure they each ate their own. This weekend we will start incorporating regular dog food into Tango's diet, but for now he is still eating the bland prescription food. Tango ate his food with gusto. Murray pawed at the kernels, as per his usual eating style, but ate very little.

When Tango had almost finished his bowl of food, he turned away and started to walk out of the room. Josh bent down to pick up the bowl and noticed there was still a bit left. He had only taken his eyes off the dogs for a moment, and as Tango was exiting he called after him- "Tango!" in a mocking tone, to reprimand him for not finishing his bowl.

Tango turned around slowly and looked up at him with a guilty look on his little face, and before Josh could say anything, proceeded to spit out the kernel of regular dog food he had been smuggling out of the room to savor in the privacy of the dining room. The little scoundrel!

11 comments:

Yankee, Transferred said...

Cute. I love dogs.

Anonymous said...

Oh. That's just tooo cute! Glad he's feeling well enough to hoard food!

Phantom Scribbler said...

Aw, I'm so glad Tango is feeling better.

It does sound like kids wanting each other's stuff. Except for the part where the dogs actually listen to what you say and obey you.

Unknown said...

Well, sometimes they do, Phantom. Sometimes.

Anonymous said...

Cracking me up! I love the new look of your blog--this is my first day back to seeing it and it looks great!

KLee said...

Tango will be getting into the liquor cabinet before you know it. Sneaky little guy! Poor babies. Tango is just SO hungry after all that ick, and Murray can't stand that Tango's getting something different. :(

I'm glad to see that Tango is not only better, but feeling much more like his usual dogly self.

Hope you are getting some rest!

Rambler said...

that is *so* *so* cute!

Honey Bunny said...

that's seriously cute! :)

Liz Miller said...

How adorable is that? It's a killer case of the cutes!!!!

RussianViolets said...

Geez, I love those guys!!! I'm still crossing fingers and toes that Tango gets well soon.

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