Friday, July 26, 2013

Thieving

A couple of weeks ago while finishing getting ready to go out, I couldn’t find one of the sandals I had planned to wear.  I was running a bit behind so quickly looked in a few obvious places (under the bed, in the back of the closet, in the car) but the missing shoe wasn’t found.  I changed up the outfit and didn’t think too much about it until this week.

Last night while getting ready to take Rigby out for a walk, I made the mistake of saying, “Ready to go for walk?” before I was actually ready to go.  Rigby LOVES to go on walks.  Just saying those words causes her to become a ball of howling energy and excitement.  She went a little crazy while I was changing clothes and ran up and down the stairs a few times wondering why I had said those words when we hadn’t left the house yet.  During one of her passes through the bedroom I was getting my socks and sneakers on, and in the blink of an eye one of my sneakers went running down the stairs.  I called her a few times, hoping she’d bring it back, but in her excitement she ran back up the stairs without it.  I finished what I could in the bedroom and then hopped down the stairs to find my other shoe. 

I walked from room to room looking for my sneaker.  Rigby dragged her leash out and bounced up and down hardly able to stand it.  I hadn’t spent any length of time in the living room in a week or two so hadn’t realized what had been happening.  I walked to her bed in the back corner of the room and sitting on it was my sneaker along with the missing sandal, two socks, a paintbrush, and a half-eaten tube of Chapstick.  That little stinker has been stealing and hoarding my things for a couple of weeks.  Every time I think she’s turned into a grown up dog she proves that she’s still just a naughty puppy – cute but rotten.

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  1. I'm surprised she didn't get sick from eating it!

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    1. About a week ago I had a package of 4 Chapsticks sitting on the stairs ready to take up. I later found the package at the bottom of the stairs opened and one was missing. I had thought she had eaten the whole tube. So I was relieved to find it only half eaten. The funny thing is she got it out of the packaging, got the safety seal OFF and removed the lid. I have a hard time doing those three things and I have hands.

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  2. You are the cause. Her life hasn't changed but yours has since you went on holidays.
    I find my one drives herself into a state and will only calm down by going under my bed. If I'm going and leaving her behind, something that almost never occurs, she will know and disappear under the bed. How she knows I've no clue, but she does.
    Anyhoos, it's the routine. You left the house at cockcrow and she had the place to herself. She developed a routine for herself and doesn't know how to reset herself with you there. It's much like a workaholic who has to retire and is now under the feet of the partner.

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    1. That's probably it. If it's not too hot, she spends most of the days I'm gone outside, and I think she enjoys that because she's an explorer. When I'm home she's usually inside with me just chilling. She tends to steal when she wants to go out or is hungry and I missed her initial clues. That's inevitably when I find a torn up tissue from the trash or a sock or shoe dragged out from the bedroom. But this was definitely not her usual thievery.

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    2. They are scamps, aren't they.

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  3. That will teach you!!
    The dog we are fostering sneaks her dog biscuit treats...I don't think she got them at her last place...she is soooo funny trying no to get caught.

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