My Dog Is Crazy #1: Sacrifices To The God Of Linoleum

In anticipation for Molly’s arrival into her home, I found myself wandering the isles of the local petstore, giddy to be expecting a dog. Expecting, I thought, was an apt term, as my behavior could be described as being very similar to a pregnant woman happily awaiting her due date, minus the discomfort (pain) and bladder issues. I wanted to make sure that I had everything read for her. Leash, waste bags, clicker, treats, food, first aid kid, toiletries, bed, toys, car harness, etc. I found this darling feeding station and, as it was on sale, of course I had to have it.

I had to move our garbage can and recycling bin as they occupied the only place I could have really had for the the feeding station, as all of our home but the kitchen (and the bathrooms, but who puts a feeding dish there?) was carpeted. I wasn’t sure if Molly would be a messy eater or not, but I figured it was easier to clean up stray kibble with a broom than with a vacuum.

As it turns out, Molly is a somewhat dainty eater, only picking up a few pieces of kibble at a time. However, I’ve noticed that she has a strange ritual. I’ve watched her (I have to watch her eat, she won’t eat unless there’s a human standing right over her) pick up a few pieces of kibble, gently set them on the floor. This already defeats the purpose of me getting her an elevated feeding station, but it gets weirder. Unbelievably, instead of eating the kibble she laid on the kitchen floor, she reaches into her bowl and does it again. She’ll repeat this process multiple times before she’ll actually start eating anything.

Maybe she’s offering a sacrifice to the linoleum god, hoping to appease it so she won’t be as prone to slip when tries to run through. As with any request for intercession from a god, her prayer has gone unanswered.

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Posted on 2011/10/26, in Animals, Diary, Dog, Humor, Molly and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. The things we do for our dogs. I have a Brittany Spaniel that’s just under a year old and man does he have energy! He has me out on walks for more than half of my spare time, but watching him run is a pleasure.

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