January 16, 2004

Things Dogs Should Not Lick

It's our beagle's first winter. Scout enjoys romping in the snow, so much so that at 2 a.m., she stayed out for about a half hour.

And she was smart about it. Every time I yelled at encouraged her to come in, she would perform her little "I-gotta-take-a-dump" dance; so, I closed the door, not wanting the temperature in the house to get much lower than the standard wintertime night-time indoor temperature of 43 F. After all, 3 degree outdoor air will suck the relative warmth right out the door. I just put up my hoodie and curled up on one of the couches.

At about 2:30, Scout scratched on the side window. I opened the door and threatened to kick her ass invited her in. She stopped right there, head dipping down. She smelled something. And she ignored me. She apparently is immune to the variations of the word, "fuck," because she wasn't interested in anything other than what she smelled, especially coming into the house, no matter how many variations I used.

Her tongue darted out of her mouth. How was I supposed to know she was going to lick the aluminum plate just outside the door?

And how do you tell a dog not to lick the metal a second time after she gets it unstuck the first time?

Posted by Bill at January 16, 2004 07:20 PM
Comments

Just imagine if that had been a cat.

Count yer blessing, dude...count yer blessings.

Posted by: Kathy Howe at January 16, 2004 08:19 PM

holy god.

Posted by: Matt at January 16, 2004 11:40 PM

awe..poor thing.

i hope you gave her some TLC!!


Posted by: ml at January 17, 2004 12:25 AM

She's wonderful. How do you teach a hamster not to fall down the back of her nice new bedroom every five minutes?

Posted by: Anji at January 17, 2004 01:42 AM

BTW was this dish licking incident before or after cheesecake was mailed? Just curious.

Posted by: Kathy Howe at January 17, 2004 10:49 AM

I knew people were going to think I leave those aluminum pie plates scattered around the yard. I don't. Honest. It wasn't a dish. It was the metal thingy at the door threshold. It's like part of the door or something. I didn't know what to call it. She licked this metal thingy and her tongue got stuck.

So, how was the cheesecake?

Posted by: Bill at January 17, 2004 10:58 AM

Poor Scout!

Posted by: kathy at January 17, 2004 12:58 PM

We're going through a rather different experience with our two youngster cats who are also experiencing their first winter, but in California.

Fiona's taken to following me everywhere around the house and Boadicea thinks I am a chew toy.

Posted by: Joel at January 18, 2004 12:53 AM

LOL!!!!! that was excellent.

Posted by: mark at January 18, 2004 06:56 PM

Not to sound horrid or anything, but Devil Dog NEEDS some aluminum outside, I think. :) Maybe it will keep him in at night.

Oh god, I'm just kidding...

Posted by: Keri at January 18, 2004 10:02 PM