Okay, I've told this story a hundred times this week but it's still so funny that I wanted to record it for future generations.
On Monday, I went to the grocery store to stock up on human supplies, and of course detoured to the pet aisle. There were stuffed toys on sale for 2 dollars, and knowing Coco's knack for destruction, I felt this was a fare price to pay for 10 minutes of glee. I came home
and Coco was whining to be let out of the kitchen, so I put down my 8 or so grocery bags and let her out, where she promptly began her game of running around the apartment in her post-kitchen ritual. The bags were full of groceries: chicken, milk, cheese you name the dog temptations, but Coco was so distracted I thought it was okay to leave them on the ground for a minute while I went into another room. I was gone for a few moments, and when I came back to the bags I bent down to fish out her toy. Behind me I heard, "Squeak squeak..." There was Coco, toy in her mouth, looking very proud. How did she know I had bought her a toy? How did she distinguish it from the strong scent of the plastic bags and the chicken and cheese within? How had she known to trick me with a frisky romp so that I would ignore her and she could go to her prize? She is truly an amazing dog; silly one minute, calculating the next, and as always, snorting and snuffing her way to a good snooze. And, true to form, the toy was destroyed in about an hour. For some reason she let this one live longer; maybe she was savoring her victory. Check out a quick movie of her and her trophy below:
On Monday, I went to the grocery store to stock up on human supplies, and of course detoured to the pet aisle. There were stuffed toys on sale for 2 dollars, and knowing Coco's knack for destruction, I felt this was a fare price to pay for 10 minutes of glee. I came home
and Coco was whining to be let out of the kitchen, so I put down my 8 or so grocery bags and let her out, where she promptly began her game of running around the apartment in her post-kitchen ritual. The bags were full of groceries: chicken, milk, cheese you name the dog temptations, but Coco was so distracted I thought it was okay to leave them on the ground for a minute while I went into another room. I was gone for a few moments, and when I came back to the bags I bent down to fish out her toy. Behind me I heard, "Squeak squeak..." There was Coco, toy in her mouth, looking very proud. How did she know I had bought her a toy? How did she distinguish it from the strong scent of the plastic bags and the chicken and cheese within? How had she known to trick me with a frisky romp so that I would ignore her and she could go to her prize? She is truly an amazing dog; silly one minute, calculating the next, and as always, snorting and snuffing her way to a good snooze. And, true to form, the toy was destroyed in about an hour. For some reason she let this one live longer; maybe she was savoring her victory. Check out a quick movie of her and her trophy below:
1 comment:
hehe that was awesome! She runs away with it and does laps! Go Coco!!
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