Cubbie is a little mooch. I wouldn’t say he “begs” for food, but if you have food, he makes sure to stay close by. I really think he learned this as a puppy thanks to our old family dog Huckleberry and my dad.
When Cubbie was about six months old we moved back in with my parents for a few months. I’d previously been living in Ottumwa, and then I got the job at KWWL. My last day at KTVO was a Friday, and I started at KWWL the following Monday. Since I didn’t have a lot of time to look for places to live (and since it’s even harder to find a decent rental place with a dog), we stayed with my parents in Oelwein for several months.
During those few months Cubbie became extremely close with our family dog, Huck. I give Huck a lot of credit for helping to officially potty train Cubbie. Cubs did everything Huck did, so whenever Huck went outside, Cubbie followed and did exactly what Huck did! Huck taught Cubbie to lick dishes in the dishwasher, and he also taught Cubbie to stay close to my dad because my dad is notorious for leaving a trail of crumbs everywhere he goes.
My dad loved to snack, and he would snack while sitting in his reclining chair in the living room. Huck learned when my dad stood up, crumbs would fall all over the floor. (Sorry Dad, but you have to admit you’re always covered in crumbs). Thanks to Huck, Cubbie learned pretty quick who to keep his eye on.
Now, whenever I have food Cubbie sits by my feet, patiently waiting for me to drop something. He doesn’t want to miss an opportunity.
I love candy. My favorite part of holidays is the candy! Halloween, Valentine’s Day, Easter…. I stock up on candy. Today, I was eating these chocolate covered eggs and I accidentally dropped one on the floor. Now, I would never give one of these to Cubbie anyway because it’s chocolate, but luckily it rolled under the refrigerator.
I decided to forget about it. Obviously, I’m not going to be lifting up the fridge. Well, Cubbie acted as if it was the end of the world to know there was food on the floor he couldn’t get to!
He sat in front of the fridge whining at the piece of candy. If I said, “No.” He stopped whining and then just sat staring. It was as if he was saying, “Mom, why aren’t you getting that food? You can’t just leave it there!” Eventually, I gave him a dog treat hoping it would distract him. It did, for awhile. Then he went back to sitting in front of the fridge. Then, I tried to “fake” getting the candy out from under the fridge. He’s stopped sitting in front of the fridge, but when he walks past he does a short of double take. I think he can still smell it. Goodness knows what else is under the fridge!
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This post was written by dwagner on February 28, 2010