Feeling a Little Sheepish!

OK, I admit it: I am a food addict. Or, in my case, that would be a “chow hound.”  Now that I have said it, does that make any of you feel better, because it sure isn’t helping me one bit…  Here’s the story as I know it. I’m a dog, right? (even if I am the MIRA Ambassador, I’m still a dog…) Dogs like food, especially people food, right? Here’s where it gets dicey. We are trained NOT to like people food. You know why, don’t you? No, it’s not because we will get fat and lazy if we eat people food(although there is probably some truth to that)  It’s because we can’t be going into grocery stores and trying to eat the bakery goods off the shelves (imagine the problems THAT would cause) nor can we walk into a restaurant while guiding our owners to a chair and all of a sudden decide we are going to dive under some table after a scrap that someone has dropped ( not only is that VERY rude behavior, it is also incredibly disruptive for the poor person on the other end of the leash!)

So, the fact of the matter is that we are not ever, EVER, supposed to allow ourselves to be tempted by people food. Well, tell that to the person(out of deference to the aforementioned, no names will be used) who left not one, but TWO quiches with ham in a bag under the drivers seat of the car. Oh yes, did I mention she left me for two minutes in the backseat? What was I supposed to do? (well…I know what I was “supposed” to do, but now, seriously, isn’t that a lot to ask of a DOG?

All I am going to say about the matter is that ham and cheese quiche is very tasty and I will never eat another one. Need I say more?

It’s a good thing Bob, Elaine, Dixie Doodles and I are heading down to Florida for a few weeks, soon, because I am persona non grata around here right about now (that’s a fancier way of saying “in the doghouse!”)

Yours truly,

Devon (the gourmand, but no dummie….) Baillie