The Greatest Heist that Ever Failed

So, this post is either about my attempt at taking one of the two objects that are featured in the two pictures below. 

Any guesses which one?

Crunch and Cleans and...

Elementary Differential Equations and Boundary Value Problems (a form of calculus one believes).

Come on! Any guesses?

Hint: It's not the calculus book.


So, here's what happened.

Kanga went grocery shopping today at the new grocery store near us. Well, it's actually not new new- it had been another grocery store but they got sold to a different store which shut the place down for a while and renovated it, and now it's just reopened. Confused yet? Not that the history of the store has much anything to do with the post. Anyway, at the store, Kanga bought me some crunch and cleans and I love those biscuits!!!!! I haven't had them in a long time.

Tigger gave me one and a half right before the family ate dinner and then left the box on the island in the kitchen. I saw them and a plan formed in my extremely large and intelligent brain. (By the way, I am also incredibly humble!) As the family was eating dinner, I pounced on the box pulled it off the island and began to snarf down the biscuits.


I forgot to take one thing into account though when formulating my plans. The box didn't hit the floor silently and Tigger guessed immediately what was going on and lept up and cruelly snatched the box away from me and put the biscuits away. It was very sad- there I was with an entire box of crunch and cleans within my paws, literally, and tit was taken away from me.

I would like to point out though, that the humans have only themselves to blame for my attempt at taking the biscuits. If they bought me crunch and cleans more often, and if Tigger had given me more before dinner than I would not have felt as compelled to help my self. Also just this morning Kanga remarked that it must be very sad to always have to wait for someone to bring you food (it is), so I was being a self-motivated dog and helping myself.

The story does have a happy ending. (I know you were all on the edge of your seats waiting to hear that!)Tigger gave me some C&Cs when taking the pictures for this post.

WWFN,

Rosie the Wonderfulest Dog That Ever There Was

Posing with the box. Do you know how much self control it took to not just dive right in?

Tigger does this thing with me where she puts a treat on my paw and won't let me eat it until she says I may.

I have to look away so as not to give into temptation.

At last! The treat is mine!!!!!

A Contest

The following is a picture of an object that makes me very, very, very sad.

What is the object and why does it make me look like I do in  this picture?

Can you get much sadder?

Here's a hint: Look at the way I categorized the post...


Leave a comment*** with your guess as to what the object is and why it makes me sad. The first person to get it right will be recognized on the blog. That should be more than enough fame and glory for most people!  I'll take guesses for a week or so. NOTE: Kanga, Owl, Tigger, and Roo are excluded from this. Why? Because they know the answer already.

*** You'll have to visit the blog if you read the posts in your email in order to leave a comment. If you can't figure out how to leave a comment and you know my contact information you can let me know your guess some other way if you want.

What I did today....

Today we broke the trend this winter of having really warm blazingly hot (in the upper forties and fifties!) that we've had this winter.  When I woke up the weather was positively balmy!

14.5 degrees Farenheit It was down to 14.2 by about 8, but it made it into the mid- to- high 20's

I spent much of the morning schnoozing on my warm, cozy bed, while Roo did schoolwork.  It was just the 2 of us today, 'cause everyone else was at work.
 At lunch, Roo pulled a bunch of bread products (guess where this is going...) out of the microwave, so she could heat something up.  This included: a (ziploc-ed shut) bag of tortillas, a brand- new loaf of banana bread wrapped in waxed paper in a plastic bag, a tupperware container of banana chocolate chip muffins, and the last slice of vasilopita.  Roo took me out, and, promising me a good game of soccer or "find it" (I'll explain in another post), went across the street to take out Mr. C, a sweet, venerable golden retriever.  Roo returned to find me in the play room with the tortilla bag in shreds, with no evidence of any tortillas anywhere, bits of foil strewn everywhere- and no trace of vasilopita, and the banana bread in two pieces, both with large hunks missing.  Oh, and the container of muffins was upside down on the floor.
Roo got mad at me, and made me look in her eyes while she lectured me.  She also said we couldn't play until later.
While she was doing the dishes she saw some deer.  Usually the humans view deer as a nuisance, but she thought that one looked like Pooh's bear, Buffy, and another one looked JUST like Rudolph in the Christmas special.

Buffy

The Deer

Later, Roo played soccer with me.  I haven't gotten a real dinner, but Tiggy gave me a cookie as a bedtime snack.  She says I'm not acting hungry, anyway.

WWFN,
Rosie

In Which I Get My Dinner Most Exceedingly Late Indeed

Tigger came home from work tonight to a Most Sad Dog. Being a good and loving Tigger she wanted to know why I was a Most Sad Dog. Well, it was because Kanga and I were not on good terms because of a slight difference of opinion, you'll see what we disagreed on. This sort of thing always puts a Most Wonderful Dog like myself out of humor. There is nothing that a peacable Bernie like myself dislikes more than one of these annoying little differences of opinion. I'll tell you the whole tale so you can see what I mean by "a slight difference in opinion."

It all starts out with the 3 older humans leaving me today to go to work, abandoning Roo and I. This normally wouldn't be so bad, except that Roo is taking care of my pal Cody who lives across the street. That and it was lovely weather today that always makes me extra hungry (It was 14.5 oF when I went out this morning. Balmy, absolutely balmy I tell you. But that's another post in itself...). Anyway, I digress. Roo went across the street and I was hungry. There was no one to give me a snack, so I took one for myself. The Lord helps those who help themselves, if you know what I mean. I ate 3 tortillas, the remains of the vasilopita, and half a loaf of banana bread, all in about 5 minutes. 5 minutes of bliss, I tell you! Anyway, for some reason the humans didn't see it as me saving them the trouble of fixing me a snack... Don't know why.

Anyway, fast forward a couple of hours to when Kanga had come home and the Roo went off to work. Kanga was upstairs and heard some noises downstairs that she thought that she shouldn't be hearing. So she came down to find me attempting to snack on a box of tea bags. She got mad at me and yelled at me, and my feelings were most hurt. So, that is our difference of opinion. (Now Kanga says that she was upset too because tea could make me sick, so that was nice of her to be concerned about my health, but still my feelings were hurt.)

Oh, and about the title of the post. It is a full HOUR AND A HALF past my dinner time and dinner has yet to appear, although Tigs has mentioned that it will be coming shortly.



WWFN,
Rosie Zidane

Uh.....

The humans went to Auntie K.'s annual Christmas open house today.  They came home to find a jar of calcium supplements that was on the counter knocked over.  They couldn't find that I had actually eaten anything, though.

 

I'm SOOO innocent.

And then Daddy went into the playroom. He saw a shredded bread bag and a couple slices of bread.  Yes, I did it again.  I. Stole. Bread.

I'm sorry. :(

 WWFN,

Rosie the apologetic

Birthday Cake and Naughtiness

Once upon a time, there was a very good mamma, who made her Roo a beautiful chocolate 17th birthday cake. 
That night, the family had a party, and ate some of the cake, but they didn't eat all of it.  They didn't give any to their dog, because "Chocolate isn't good for puppy dogs." This made their dog mad and sad.  They stored the leftover cake in the microwave over night to keep it safe from their poor, innocent puppy.  This just made her madder and sadder.
The next morning, her Tigger removed the cake from the microwave the make the dog oatmeal for breakfast, and set it on the counter.  She made the dog breakfast, and fed her.  She neglected, however, to put the cake back in the microwave.  Because she was a studious Tigger, she went upstairs to print something for school.  She heard dishes being rattled in the kitchen, and went to investigate, because she knew that Rosie her dog was the only person in the kitchen.  This is what she saw...

 

Yes, that poor, mad, sad dog, finally got her just desserts.  Her humans yelled at her, the poor thing, and she was sad and depressed ALL DAY. The moral of the story- always share dessert with your precious pooch.

WWFN,
Rosie, advocate for the Canine Right to Eat Birthday Cake :)


Roo says: Yes, Rosie stole some birthday cake. Yes, she got in trouble. And yes, she deserved to get in trouble.  Consuming chocolate can be fatal for dogs. If you make a vanilla cake with vanilla frosting, feel free to share it with your dog.  If there is chocolate, DON'T.  Thankfully, Rosie suffered no ill effects. :)

Once upon a time

There was once a dog with a stripe in the middle of her forehead;
When she was good, she was very, very, good,
And when she was mad she went in the living room.
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Yes, it's true.  Roo went to take me out, and I was in the living room. Roo thinks I went because I mad about the fact that it's raining (again), because I'm a little scared because it's windy, so stuff is falling down, and because Roo's the only human home (again).

I really went so I could make sure the entire house was well attached to the ground, and not floating away. :)

Love & Wags,
Rosie, Empriz uv th Yuoonevirs (Empress of the Universe)

Naughtiness.....

UMMMMM.....Remember how I said smart dogs know sneakers are not milkbones??????

Ummm Well I ate a big piece of these slippers while the humes were at liturgy.I never even destroyed a whole pair of anything as a puppy, 

Sorry

WWFN,Rosie