Zuzu noticed this, and she tries to be like the cats so she will get food. Unfortunately, she is about three times as big as the cats and a billion times less sneaky. She can't fit between the chairs, and so she has to plod around the table to get to my dad's chair. Alas, she always gets caught by my mother before she can get any food. Such is the fate of the big and noisy dog.
Monday, October 14, 2013
Dinner
Besides Zuzu, we have three cats. These cats like to sit by my dad's chair every night at dinner, because he always surreptitiously drops food on the floor for them. My mom hates when my dad feeds the pets from the table. The cats have gotten very good at sneaking over to my dad's chair without my mom noticing. They pad silently under the table, and wait until he pushes some meat off his plate.
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I love this! I can totally see it!
ReplyDeleteAhh, I always love a story of the dog that wishes it could be like a cat, and vice versa. I have had several of those; it's just funny to see an identity crisis (or envy) in another species.
ReplyDeletep.s. I am your dad.
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