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Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Hot Dog Massacre

Yes, he doesn't look bad does he? He looks sweet and innocent. And, this is the impression he gives unsuspecting guests as they walk in to our home. But beware...he has an obsession with food. I've categorized the list of food items he's stolen and eaten, but the lastest addition is a package of hot dogs WITH THE PLASTIC WRAPPER. Yes, that's correct.

It all started on Saturday evening...Eric and I were preparing to make homemade corndogs. Eric had the frier all ready to go, and I had the batter and everything ready on the counter. The hot dogs, still in their plastic wrapper, were sitting in the middle of the counter, unsuspecting of the moment all would turn tragic. I was standing at the counter, looking through some recipes, when I see Copernicus leap, grab the hot dogs, and run. All, I swear, within less than a second. I screamed "No!!!" then "Eric!!!" (because of course, this is Eric's dog when he is bad!!!). Eric came running and he wrestled Copernicus to the ground in the front living room. Of course on the carpet. But it was to no avail, within seconds, all 8 hot dogs and the plastic wrapper were gone. Only remnants of hot dogs lay waste across the room...barely enough to make half a hot dog. Gone.

I don't think Eric and I have ever been so pissed (excuse my language) at the dog. So angry. And I know as you're reading this, you are laughing. But, imagine being hungry, and having to run to the store again for more hot dogs, and imagine now wondering what to do since your dog ate plastic. I was not too concerned. Dogs are dumb. They eat dumb things. They all survive. But now, we have not slept. The dog has diarrhea. Every three hours. And Eric goes out to search for plastic.

So in honor of our dog, who when he no longer has diarrhea gets to sleep in the laundry room (this is my revenge, and he will sleep there for as long as I want), this is what he has eaten:

1. Stole a roast chicken off the counter
2. A honeydew melon (sitting in a bowl-not sure how he got it out without breaking or even moving the bowl!)
3. A package of ground coffee
4. A 24 pack of dinner rolls
5. My whole batch of snickerdoodle cookies I made Eric
6. Package of pita bread
7. Garlic Bread (the entire loaf)
8. Rice krispy treats
9. Avocadoes
10. My batch of banana muffins (he seems to have a particular weakness for muffins)
11. The leftover hershey kisses from our wedding, with the wrappers (kind of still pissed about that)

I know there is more...

3 comments:

april said...

arggg bad copernicus!
ginger would do the same things, soo frustrating. so i truly know how you feel. thats the joy of having a chihuahua, he can't get into too much on his own, lol.
well hopefully his stomach calms down and you all get some sleep.
and tell copernicus, that if he doesn't shape up mojito will lay the smack down on him lol.

Sarah Albin said...

Okay, I totally am laughing hysterically about this. Just as you said we would! Thanks for the great laugh!

Julie said...

Well, I'm glad it was a funny read! I suppose I should sort of feel sorry for him, but I don't! He ate my dinner!!!