Hi guys! It’s me….. Oscar the Beagle and I got caught. But hey, flag on the play! (I’m getting better at this sports stuff huh?)
The other day grammy came home from grocery shopping. She’s been doing that while grampy has been at that Virginia Beach place. She said something about how she doesn’t know what this guy spends money on because it doesn’t cost nearly as much as when he goes. Personally, I think it’s Oreo cookies and Pop Tarts but I’m just going to stay out of that. What I really wanted to tell you was what happened when she brought the bags into the house.
She put a few bags on the counter but when she ran out of space, she put the rest on the floor. Sooooooo, being the ever-curious Beagle that I am, I figured I should sniff around and make sure this stuff was all safe to be in our house. See? I’m protecting my people.
I had just gotten the bagels out of the bag and sunk my teeth into one – or two – (actually I think it was three) – when she turned around and went ballistic! She pointed at me and yelled that she was gonna pop me on the butt! I don’t know exactly what that means, but I think it could hurt.
Now hear me out…… what’s the rule in this house? If it’s on the floor, it’s mine! Got it? Floor = mine! I don’t think it should matter if it’s still in the wrapper, do you?
Floor = mine!
And then……. oh you’re not going to believe this…… and then….she threw them away! She said since I left teeth marks in three of them they were no good to anyone. Forget about starving children in India….what about starving beagles right here in Fairhaven. I had already claimed them! Those were my teeth marks!
Just when I think I’ve figured out the rules I guess they go and change them.
She didn’t speak to me much after that. It wasn’t until after supper when she was watching the big picture box in the living room. I snuck up to her on the couch and we snuggled with the soft blanket. I tried to give her those soft puppy eyes. It’s worked all my life.
If only she had waited a few more seconds before she turned around, I could have gotten all three of those bagels down in two more bites. I had it all figured out: when she wondered where three of the bagels went I was just going to shrug and offer to look around for them. Maybe they fell out at the store! Maybe the bagger stole them! Yeah, yeah that’s it. If I was really in a bind I figured I could just go, “Baxter! How could you?” Haha!
Grampy is coming home tomorrow. I missed the old guy. He’s got the perfect size lap for naptime.
Oh well, I’m off to dream of bagels, and the three that got away.
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