No I am not begging, that is not
allowed – I am merely waiting patiently for the Mrs to cut the rind off her
cheese. For some reason she does not eat
that part and as a special treat I am allowed to be the chief taster…..
I am sitting on the wall that
the Boss built around the new front patio and it is just the right level to
view the table top which holds the cheese along with the rest of the lunch. The
Mrs continually tries to train me to say cheese but so far the lips, larynx and
tongue do not cooperate for it to be pronounced by me, but the word is well
known in my mind. I fact sometimes at
lunch time I cannot get the word cheese out of my mind until the rind is
removed and donated.
There are other words that I
know which I have to obey like “Come”, “Sit”, “No” “Bed” “Lay Down”,
“Stay”. There are also words which the
Mrs uses with a sniff…..“Stinky” is one of them and when uttered I have to
quietly leave the room until the Boss calls me back and says I don’t!! He is worried I may get a phobia so I know I
am good for a pat and a stroke from him if the stinky word comes out!
The Boss and Mrs use many, many
words between themselves and sometimes I catch on to what is being discussed
but mostly with my limited vocabulary my instinct kicks in and I do what dogs
do – eat, sleep and enjoy life, especially when “Cheese” is on the scene.