Tattle Tail Tale

The little dog, Bella, came into my bedroom and looked at me meaningfully.  Bella is a Dachshund-terrier mix and is prone to giving me meaningful looks.  This happens frequently because it usually signals that she has to go to the bathroom.  She is a small dog with a small bladder and I spend an inordinate amount of time hanging out in the backyard waiting for her to

The look of concern:
"Why are you letting him eat my food?"

do her business.

Bella also has meaningful looks because as a terrier mix, she has ideas.  Half the time I have no idea what she is talking about.   Sometimes she is so frustrated by my idiocy that she whines and paws at me. Other than going to the bathroom, her bright ideas include charging out the door into the street, charging into the backyard to kill the chickens, charging into the room to chase the cats or charging into a litter box to have a little poop snack.  She's very confident.

I generally prefer my dogs to not have ideas.  I like sort of stupid dogs that mostly sleep or hang around looking for belly rubs.  My big dog, Kona, who is a St. Bernard is such a dog.  She has a rumbly tummy and a bit of fluff in her head like Winnie the Pooh.  (I wrote about Kona here). Her main ideas comprise of where to sleep next and looking for food.

Bella, resting after a hard charging day!

This time Bella was taking no chances.  After looking at me meaningfully, she started to walk out the room.  Then she stopped and looked over her shoulder to make sure I was following her.  She did this several times as she led me down the hall.  It was just like Lassie! Only this time I wasn't being led to little Timmy who was stuck in the well.  Nope.  This time she walked right to Kona and tattled on her.

Kona sleeping on my husband's back.

Kona, true to form, was munching on something.  Unfortunately, this something wasn't an approved dog item.  It wasn't even an unapproved human item.  As a tall dog, Kona is fond of snagging items off the kitchen counters.  She has consumed a lot of unapproved human items. We usually put stuff on top of the refrigerator but our friends and family often forget.  Kona has had way more than her fair share of pizza and breadsticks.  Kona was happily grubbing on a plastic bag!

In addition to eating as much human food as she can get her paws on, Kona will also eat anything that smells like food.  Within the first three days of adopting Kona she threw up bits of an entire leather work glove.  Evidently, this particular bag had something delicious on it.

Bella sat on her little butt until I had retrieved all the pieces of plastic bag and scolded Kona. Then she charged off into another part of the house to complete other very important terrier business.