Fred's Sweet Tooth
Fast forward to last Friday, I made some cupcakes and iced them decoratively for Easter. Everytime I ate a cupcake Fred stood in front of me and barked at me, saying, "Hey, I want one too." Obviously, I didn't feed him cupcakes and I am always mindful of where things are placed on the counter. The cupcakes were placed on the countertop on the toaster oven, quite difficult to reach. Last night I see Fred laying on the ivory colored living room carpeting munching on crumbs and immediately I knew what snack he was devouring. I walk into the kitchen and realize that the four remaining cupcakes have frosting licked off of them in a haphazard manner, ala Fred. I should have photo documented this incident. Does anyone else's dog have a sweet tooth? |
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Oh soooooo funny !!! But Fred is like Ollie - they just take a little and go back for more. I left a packet of biscuits on the table and turned my back for 5 seconds, Ollie had just taken one and the packet didn't look touched - they must think, ahhh mum won't notice if we take a little bit at a time lol At least Fred didn't demolish the house, he saved that for you  |
| Love naughty puppy stories! I think Merlin is much like Ollie and Fred too but his passion was just straight sugar from the bowl.
I should explain that being a smart mom and living with three furballs I always had my counter top clean...ha ha...no counter surfing for them! I did however forget to remove the sugar bowl which is always next to my coffee maker. I thought my son was using an awful lot of sugar as I was always refilling the bowl. ....that is until one day I walked in and saw Merlin's big head hovering over the sugar bowl lapping up the sugar. EGADS!!!! Sometimes I would just refill the thing....shudders! I now keep it out of reach. Another of my favorite stories is the time I made chocolate cupcakes with pink icing for a Valentines Treat. My son walked into the living room munching on one..saying they were good but I should have iced them. Curious I peer around the corner and take a look on top of the fridge (ha ha out of reach of the dogs) and see not one cupcake has icing on it! I was perplexed until I see Daisy the cat walking around the corner with pink frosting on her nose. Sigh nothing is safe anymore. I didn't tell my son as he would have been so grossed out both times...I'm such an evil mom. Thanks for sharing your stories and allowing me to share mine. Marianne and the boys |
| Fred you are toooo cute!
Marianne, your not telling your son about the cat eating the icing reminded me of my icing story. When I was around thirteen I was throwing a surprise birthday party at a swimming pool for my best friend. My mom had made a cake and our neighbor who did cake decorating wrote "Happy Birthday Jenny" on it for us. It was on the kitchen counter waiting to go to the party and I ran upstairs to quickly change into my swimsuit. When I came downstairs there was our sheepie Muffy licking the icing off the top of the cake at one end. Fortunately, I had caught her almost as soon as she started but it was missing some of the writing. I called my mom at work all upset and she suggested we call my neighbor who came over and re-iced that section and fixed the writing. We just made sure we served and cut the cake off the other end.  No one ever knew!
I didn't tell my friend until years later. We have been friends for 33 years now so I guess she didn't hold it against me. |
Naughty boy! Have you ever read my thread about Annie eating THREE pounds of Hershey's miniatures  ? I'll have to find it. |
| My Father learned one day about counter-surfing Sheepies. He was making breakfast, I believe homemade breakfast biscuits. He had a pan of them on the counter and was turned away from them. As he turned back he caught Milo nosing one desperately trying to get it into biting range.
I learned about how good a Sheepie nose is. One day while cleaning I moved about a third of a box of Milk Bones to a lower counter while cleaning the kitchen. I spaced and never put it back. Come home and found the box on the floor, crumbs everywhere and a very full/happy Milo. Couldn't help but laugh, I had completely forgot about them...oh well my fault!!! |
| These stories are great! Marianne, too funny!
Neither of our sheepies were/are counter surfers, but we had a Siamese kitty, Cocoa, who would KILL YOU for red licorice. If he heard the Twizzler bag, he went crazy. He also loved to steal blueberry muffins off the cooling rack and just eat the tops. My husband had a cockatiel when he was a kid, and they would often let the bird wander the house. One day, my MIL had baked and frosted a cake for a family party (in a Greek house, that's at least 30 people!  ), and when she went to serve the cake, she noticed tiny bird footprints down the middle. Oops! |
Truman devoured an entire plate (about a dozen) peanutbutter cookies in the time it took me to walk to the front door, wave bye to a friend and go back to the kitchen. He's also stolen ham hocks (no ham and beans that night  ) and an entire fully cooked chicken which he hid somewhere in the house and later tried to bury in the back yard.
I had a cat once that fished a piece of chicken out of the pot on the stove while it was cooking! Then there was the time a possom ate the meatloaf..... |
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