That’s exactly what I thought yesterday morning.
While I was in the bathroom getting ready for work Delilah came in. I pulled out my rug and threw it on the floor and said, “Down.”
Down she went.
I told her to stay, so she got herself all comfy and stayed.
Granted it wasn’t good enough for a show stay, but she did stay. Even when I left the bathroom and went to check to see if my eggs were boiling.
Once I released her we went to the kitchen to get breakfast. Even though she was dancing and jumping until we got there, she sat at the edge of the kitchen and waited while I got her breakfast.
She didn’t move once.
After breakfast the eggs were ready to be peeled. This can take me about 10 minutes because 1) I peel them while they are hot and 2) I make all my breakfast eggs at the beginning of the week, I also make a few for Hubby which means I made 14 eggs yesterday morning.
I peel the eggs directly over the garbage can. Sometimes Delilah’s right there with me, trying to reach into the garbage and take out what I’m putting in there.
Not yesterday morning.
While I was peeling eggs Delilah sat in the doorway watching me. At one point a piece of shell flew off and landed on the floor, I watched her from the corner of my eye. She looked at it and then made the decision to leave it.
A minute or two later she looked at it again and I saw her head move as if she was going to get up and I said, “ACK,” and she left it alone.
I had no other options than to 1) reward her for such excellent behavior and 2) come to the conclusion that aliens had taken my dog.
Never fear, they brought her back late in the afternoon.
Just in time to help me make dinner.
How did your Monday go?
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