Forget-me-not

If you have read “Communication Breakdown” you will know that I discovered that the best way to encourage my biped to prepare my meal quickly was to sit very nicely and watch her intently. She didn’t understand that I was encouraging her when I jumped up her and tapped her enthusiastically – she just stopped preparing my food and I had to find another way to encourage her.

Soon after I’d mastered sitting quietly, and oh so patiently, we started working on a new trick together. She would put a treat on the floor and I had to wait a moment. I was persuaded to do this because I would often get a second treat for waiting. But I did notice that the length of time I had to wait before being told I could take it increased!

Then we worked on a new version of this trick. I was asked to lie down and the treat was placed on my outstretched paw. This was almost unbearable at first and I could only wait a moment. But gradually it became a little easier for me.

Well, the biped decided that I should now wait when my meals were put down for me! I took a little more persuading on this because I was usually hungry and looking forward to my meal. But after a while I came round to her way of thinking, mostly because she retained the nice topping until I’d waited!

This particular day, she prepared my meal and put it in my dish – I waited. She had the tasty topping ready to pop in the dish, when the telephone rang. She quickly put the topping into my bowl and left the kitchen, closing the door behind her. She said something as she left the room, but I was supposed to give her my paw to be told I could eat. So I waited and I waited. I looked at the bowl and wondered how I could possibly resist that food. She couldn’t possibly be much longer on the telephone!

I heard her put the telephone down and I was pleased because I thought she’d come back and tell me I could have my lunch, but I heard her go in the other direction! I listened and sat quietly. She must come back soon! I began to think I was going to float away on a pool of drool – and Pyrenean Mountain Dogs don’t usually drool!

After what seemed like an eternity, she returned. She looked puzzled and then came and gave me a really big hug and told me how good I was. She opened the fridge and found something even nicer to add to the topping on my lunch and I gave her my paw and she told me I could eat.

I was so pleased to get my lunch! I had been thinking about it for so long that I was even hungrier than usual. But it tasted wonderful that day. One thing was for sure, I knew I’d now mastered the art of good table manners!

See you next Wednesday!

87 Comments

  1. You have mastered a lot of excellent manners Clowie. We have to lay on our beds whe Mom is fixing our dinner. The beds are not far do we can watch. When she puts it down and says come eat we get up and head for dinner. We are also NEVER allowed to touch anything on the furniture even if there is a treat in reach. We can walk over and let Mom know we would like one but must wait for her to hand one to us. We have Mastered this also, but Mom has never worked w/us on the floor. She tells us if the food or treat are on the floor we may always have them! Great job Clowie:-)

    • Thank you! It sounds as though you are just as polite and refined as I am. We could cause chaos if we weren’t! There isn’t much that’s out of reach for dogs like us.

  2. Hi Clowie, for a moment, I thought I’ve known you for a long time or our bipeds have known each other for a long long time. They do the same things to us: sit, smile and wait patiently for our meals. My humans never fail to do this show and my sister Rosie always mumbles some words like octopus, orange, oh oh, and others which sound very much like OKAY, and I have to listen to each of them carefully and catch the word ‘OKAY’. Once I hear ‘OKAY’, I get my meal. Bingo! I never miss it.

    Thank you so much for visiting our blog. My mom said you’re a beautiful girl, and your coat is gorgeous!

    We will come back soon!

    ~ Eva

  3. Wow Clowie,

    You must be the worlds most patient Doggie!! I’m super impressed, not sure I could have managed that buddy 🙂

    Hope you’re having a fun day 🙂

    Your pal Snoopy 🙂

  4. Hi Y’all,

    Just wanted to stop by and thank y’all for visiting. I’m so glad y’all came by!

    Hope y’all are havin’ a wonderful week.

    Y’all come back now,
    Hawk aka BrownDog

  5. Wow Clowie – Mum and I are very impressed. I think you are very patient. Mum says (with a Meaningful Look at me) that you are very well-mannered. I get very happy when Mum or Dad are preparing my dinner. I do the world-famous Greyhound Happy Dance (only other greyhounds and their people will know what I’m talking about!)

    Big WOOFS from Solo 🙂

  6. Hey Clowie, Jet here.

    Oh you have pawesome table manners indeed! Mom insists that we sit and wait until she says “Ok” and then we inhale our kibble! You are way down the pike as they say when it comes to patience for treats!!!

  7. Oh Clowie – you are just the best! I cannot believe that you managed to wait all that time, with the bowl in front of you, without eating. I am so incredibly impressed – with you, that is – not so much with your Mom for forgetting you 😀

  8. You are awesome Clowie! There is no way that any of us would have waited for our human to finish talking on the phone to eat that food. It would have been gobbled down real fast as soon as she left the room! You are amazing!

  9. Whoahh that’s amazing! I normally wait until they are out of sight, then I go for it! It can be anything though… clothes, pillow, plant, shoe! I can imagine the drool pool around your feet.

    • Thank you! I was pretty good at chewing – kitchen cupboards look much better with rounded corners!

      • That’s a brilliant idea! My humans haven’t even got a livingroom table, they said “it’s best to wait until he’s older” …whaaat?
        My human’s previous owner, the Irish Wolfhound Mona, was a master of chewing, I’ve heard the tales. Skirting boards, the steps of the staircase, doorframes, the corner of the wall, one of the humans hand braided basket etc.
        Sadly they’ve learnt to be tidy. But you cannot tidy the kitchen away moahahah.

        • My bipeds kept everything they could out of my way! My list of chewed objects is remarkably similar to Mona’s. I don’t recommend the wall, the plaster tastes disgusting and it made me cough!

  10. Wow, Clowie!! You have so much self restraint, we must learn from you. After about five minutes we decide that is enough time and we help ourselves. 🙂
    Your furbuddies,
    Joules & Prescott

  11. Oh wow wow wow wow, Clowie!!! I love this post sooooooo much! I could feel the “gulp” of your biped when she realised what happened. I hope you got lots of rewards for that 🙂 What a story!

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