Friday, January 05, 2007

Pappyology 101

As we arrived home from work yesterday evening, we decided to conduct a little experiment. Normally Pappy storms downstairs from the bedroom as we are fumbling around with the door, and greets us as we enter with the Pappy dance. Last night I sneaked up and opened the door as quickly and silently as possible. Then I ran up the stairs as fast as I could.

The results of the experiment were inconclusive. I managed to intercept him as he rounded the corner and headed down the steps. His eyes didn't actually pop out of his head, but he was a little freaked and drowsy. He had to run down to the bottom of the steps to greet my wife and rev up his tail, at which point he came back up to bury his snout in my suit (awwwwww!).

By the way, Pappy's ceegar illustrated in yesterday's post is now being referred to as "the crack pipe". It was an untouched rawhide roll over which Pappy had been engaged in a three-day marathon bout of crying and insane antics. Late last night I managed to coax him to start eating it, whereupon it was instantly gone. Heaven help us, or at least send an interpreter.

5 comments:

macgoogle said...

No wonder you were taken by surprise, Pappy. If my human came around and changed my routine when I was sleeping I would be confused too! My Daddy and your Daddy have a similar sense of amusement so I can say that Daddy has done this before. I just smiled, licked and jumped all over him - he's crazy but I love it. I don't whine about my treats but I won't eat some kinds unless my humans are around to watch me eat them because I feel that they appreciate it more if they see me eat them. We have to keep the hoomans guessing (just like Daddy keeps me guessing) or else it would be boring!

Love and Licks,
Texas (and his humans).

Scrappy said...

That was funny but mean. My human's did that once... one went to the back door while one entered at the front door I didn't know which way to go. So confusing.

Tail wags
~Scrappy

Pappy's Fella said...

Tex,
I don't think "boring" is a word I'd use on Pappy.

Scrappy,
It was kind of mean. But we don't have any kids around, so someone's got to show him the hard realities of life.

Karen said...

AHAHHAHAAHAHAAA. Oh the tricks the humans play. Such wise-asses. :)

-momo

Pappy's Fella said...

Momo,
WTF, it's like 3AM on the west coast-- I can only aspire to your late night endurance. I hope you're devising your own tricks for your pooch.