Monday, January 11, 2010

The Adventures of Sheldon & Duncan: The Cracker Calamity

The past few days I've been quite busy entertaining at home. Nothing huge, but a few nights in a row I hosted wine and cheese type thingies for friends and business associates. Needless to say I went through the house each day cleaned, tidied up and made sure everything was immaculate. After Friday's reception, I wrapped up the remaining cheeses, veggies and placed them back in the refrigerator. The miscellaneous crackers seemed best in a gallon zip lock bag, to keep them fresh for the next night when I was expecting another group of folks for wine and cheese once again. Saturday afternoon I ran a few errands-taking me out of the house for an hour or two at most. When I returned home I discovered what shall henceforth be known as The Cracker Calamity. No doubt you recall other such adventures, such as The Spanish Moss Incident, The Paper Towel Massacre, The Hapless Happenstance, or even The Mud Bath Muddle.

The poodles were trying to greet me, bouncing all over the place- that is until I gazed upon the sofa, which was covered with crumbs of crackers. It seems that I forgot to "poodle proof" the kitchen before I left, and one of them managed to pull the gallon zip lock bag of crackers off the counter and proceeded to shred the bag to get to the crackers. I yelled loudly at Sheldon and Duncan as I stood in front of the sofa. They knew they were in trouble, and sheepishly walked over to the sofa with their heads hung low. I spoke loudly and firmly, addressing them with the rhetorical question: "WHO DID THIS?". Without missing a beat, Duncan stepped forward and sat down in front of the sofa and looked up at me. Sheldon stayed far behind his younger brother. I could almost hear Sheldon thinking "This one is all yours Duncan, don't get me involved". Owen, the kitty sat even further away, and he was thinking: "I told you, I told you not to touch those crackers." As I inspected the shredded plastic bag, I realized most of the crackers were still in the bag. I guess they didn't care for the crackers...of course they must have been dry and flavorless to the poodles!

above: its difficult to see it in this photo, but there were cracker crumbs all over the floor as well..

above: Duncan and Sheldon stared at the evil vacuum cleaner as it whirred and hummed. Owen remained safely under the bar stool where errant machines with suction could do no harm to furry little kitties. In not time at all, The Cracker Calamity of 2010 was but a distant memory.

16 comments:

Dr.Virginia Rockhill said...

That Duncan: he really is the mischievous one. I don't recall Sheldon getting into so much trouble when he was an only child!

lime said...

eesh, what a mess but i am giggling imagining sheldon and owen watch duncan take the heat.

Sharon said...

Don't be fooled - I'll bet Owen was egging him on. "Do it, go ahead...you know you want those crackers..."

Empress Bee (of the High Sea) said...

don't feel bad, my flat cats get into trouble all the time too!

smiles, bee
xxoxoxoxoxoxoox

Rhodester said...

Your poodles and I have something in common, in that whenever I've engaged in acts of vandalism I've gotten my picture taken too.

Down at the precinct.

A Lewis said...

Oh dear god in heaven. And the adventure continues!

kenju said...

Don't you feed those boys enough, Rick? LOL

Desert Songbird said...

Your Sheldon is no dummy; he's not going to take the blame for the scamp Duncan! My Duncan is an imp, too; then again, what 10-year-old boy isn't? ;)

Lois Grebowski said...

Rick, I just love your furkids' mischievous adventures. When it's all said and done you can't help but laugh and love them that much more...

KathyA said...

Funny! Similar to The Great Tampon War of 1994 in our house!
I think it's commendable that the culprit stepped up! Shows you're good humans to your furkids.

Scott in Iowa said...

Oh, poodles ARE bad. haha!

© Karelian Blonde said...

Boys will be boys *LOL*

Biddie said...

Lol. I guess that two minds really are better than one :)

grace said...

ooh, bad Duncan! dogs cannot tell a lie. He knew that you knew that he knew.......

Odat said...

LOL.....Doncha just love them tho?
Peace

WAT said...

I've read dogs achieve the intelligence of a 3 year-old child, so it only makes sense. Too cute.

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