The dog who cried wolf

I was keeping an eye on my bipeds who were preparing food in the kitchen, when I heard them say that it was all ready to go in the oven. They decided that one of them could take me for a walk while the other one watched the food. I’m usually enthusiastic when the word “walk” is mentioned, but I didn’t get straight up to go out.

The biped got ready and called me to the door and attached my lead. She called out “goodbye” and we set off. We had only walked a few yards when I started to limp. We stopped and the biped knelt down and I gave her my paw. I had a sorrowful look on my face. She took my paw and looked at it and she felt between my toes. She felt along my leg and put it down.

She said, “I can’t see anything, Clowie. Try a step or two and see if it still hurts.”

I put my paw down and hobbled a few paces. Then I stopped and gave her a mournful look. She knelt down and checked my paw again.

She said, “I don’t know what the problem is, Clowie. We’d better go back.”

Androcles' lion with bandaged paw

My poor paw!
Androcles’ Lion, Duthie Park Winter Gardens (Aberdeen, Scotland)
Attribution: Paul Chapman [CC-BY-SA-2.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.0)], via Wikimedia Commons

We returned slowly. She opened the door and we went in. She detached my lead and I dashed to the kitchen and took up position by the oven to wait until the pheasant was cooked. The biped followed me. She stood in the doorway and looked at me for a moment. I could tell she knew that I had been faking the limp – I’d done it once before, but I’ll tell you about that another time.

She said, and at this point puppies should cover their ears for a moment, “You are a bad dog.”

Yes, that’s what she said. B.A.D. Bad! You can uncover your ears now, puppies. They hardly ever say that to me and it worries me when they do. Then she told me to get out of the kitchen. I hesitated because I really wanted to keep my nose in the vicinity of the pheasant and the other delightful smells. She said, “now” in a stern voice, so I left the kitchen with head and tail held low.

She told me that I was like the boy who cried wolf and that I wouldn’t get help when I needed it. That was obviously a whopping great fib! They’re always worried and rush to help me if there’s something wrong.

They left me on my own for a few minutes. When they called me to go and join them, I leapt up and scurried into the room. They wanted me to do some of my tricks. I did them as well as I could and I pretended not to notice that they were being stingy with the treats! It was worth it because it wasn’t long before I heard the words “good girl” and I became excited and then they made a fuss of me.

I knew I had a full pardon when I was given a tiny piece of pheasant later. I’ve never pretended to be hurt since then, but I have walked as slowly as possible occasionally when they’ve chosen to go the wrong way on a walk!

See you next Wednesday!

96 Comments

  1. Oh what a clever pup you are! BOL

  2. Gah, C. You are so smart and so tricky! I have never had pheasant, but it sounds yummy and worth being shrewd. I think it must taste like goose “candies.”

    Love and licks,
    Cupcake

  3. Oh, Clowie! I hope they gave you a big piece of pheasant because you are so smart! It’s not everyone who would think of such a creative way of smelling the good smells of life. Next time, don’t give yourself away so easily, sweetheart.

  4. When Millie was a puppy we would go for a walk on the trail after awhile she would stop and refuse to budge which resulted in me picking her up and carrying her home!
    Clowie you should at least be awarded the bronze medal for that performance.

  5. Cool. Clowie.. Oh those bipeds think that is funny but you donยดt agree right? But you are a clever puppy and know how to handle things , xx Hugs Aquileana ๐Ÿ˜‰

  6. Clowieeee, hehehe! Well, at least you got full pardon! Who are we kidding, we always get a full pardon, too, not matter what we do! ;))

  7. Oh, Clowie, I can understand your love of pheasant! But it sounds like your bipeds are as clever as you, and you’ll need to find another way to”outfox” them when delicious foods are in the area. ๐Ÿ˜‰ Now I’m wondering if any nearby restaurants have pheasant on the menu!

  8. I never would have thought you capable of being deceptive, Clowie. You’re such a sweet girl. Of all the dogs I’ve had, I’ve never had one fake a limp. I hear about it, but have never seen it.

    • I had a little phase when I would try sneaky tricks, but it wasn’t really me and they didn’t generally work that well! I get much more success asking nicely!

  9. Clowie, I want so much to approve of your behavior, I want to smile (well I did actually), and say good girl, but what you did was wrong, and what you did causes just a tiny bit of doubt. Your bipeds love you, love you very much, and we both know you would have gotten a bit of the pheasant anyway. But now you are forcing them to look at you a tiny bit differently. While I won’t say bad dog Clowie, I will say don’t do that again. Biped Bill

    • I don’t think I’ll ever do that again, it’s a while ago now. It seemed like a good idea at the time, but I really don’t like being called bad – I’m glad they hardly ever do that. I like hearing how pleased they are with me.

  10. Lovely story and very well written. I enjoyed the read.

  11. WOW! Clowie! I have never seen a wolf in Wales, but I have cried fox once or twice! Nice try, though. The bipeds are obviously too clever! mol

  12. We were feeling so bad for you sweet Clowie as we were reading about your paw. Then the truth was told and we had to laugh.That happens here too only Chancy uses his ear to cry wolf most of the time. Hugs and nose kisses

  13. oh Clowie…you crack us up! My Mom and Dad would have GIVEN you that whole bird for such a performance…*giggles*

  14. Clowie! You DOG! Ha ha. You’ve got some clever tricks up your paw. It sounds like you knew better than to leave that bird unattended for too long. We’ll be back next week to see what else we might learn from you!

  15. Well…granted it’s not far short of being “next Wednesday” already lol but I must say Clowie you were a very gnawti girl! Fancy faking that limp and worrying your poor bipeds like that! It was very cheeky of you! I recall one of my pack members genuinely hurt his paw and had a genuine limp…but he was on the mend and perfectly capable of walking normally when it suited lol However! As dogs do, he had also learned that the limp brought him lots of lovely attention from sympathetic bipeds! It was amazing how often that limp came into play! And unlike with your bipeds it worked every time!! Just hope no pups are listening ๐Ÿ˜‰ Don’t want them learning gnawti habits do we?!! See you again in a couple of days young Clowie ๐Ÿ™‚ I will endeavour to be there on time for a change! The Galactic Olympics have taken over somewhat this week and now I have a huge backlog of unvisited blogs to catch up with!

    • It is tempting to be gnawti when something brings attention, and maybe even a treat or two! I hope you’re having fun at the Galactic Olympics and I expect to hear all about the medals you’ve won soon!

  16. *chuckle*
    Hey Clowie: I think you did great – but of course that’s only between you and me and don’t tell anyone I said that!! ๐Ÿ™‚

  17. hehe, well that was a worthy performance I must say. I think I would have been tempted to laugh but I know your biped was smart to let you know they were on to your trick. When our Buddy didn’t want to go for a walk, he’d just lay down. Not just kneeling, I mean, full out lay down. Sometimes he’d even roll over like he did for tummy rubs but I think it was his way of saying, “na,na,na,na,NA,na”. I’m sure the neighbours were snorting and saying, “look who’s walking who” . I’m glad to hear all was forgiven and you got a little treat. xoK

    • I’d do that when I was out on a walk sometimes when I was a puppy, when I was getting far too big to be picked up. The bipeds would just wait until I got bored and decided to walk again, but I know our neighbours had a good laugh about it!

  18. I would have loved to tried that trick too but being called “BAD” by my biped would surely have my mood turned off for the rest of the day. :/

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