Moose is pretty much the canine king of the house..obviously. He has a very busy existence doing exactly what you see here with napping/snoring/passing toxic gas thrown in. Pioneer Woman has Charlie, we have Moose. Clearly, they share the same enthusiasm for life.
Moose is a great dog. We never have to worry about him making a mess in the house or having an accident or biting anyone. It's just not in him. Causing welts on someone's leg from his over excited tail? Yes. Viciously biting someone? Never. He spends his days holding down the couch looking out the window waiting for us to get home. And when we walk thru the door he's there to greet us with his rope bone so we can throw it for him once, which he'll retrieve and then go take a nap. Apparently, one throw wears a guy out.
But Moose isn't perfect. Moose has his quirks. One of those quirks being that once in awhile he gets a wild hair, deserts his post on the couch and scours the kitchen for a snack. Somedays that Iams dog food just doesn't hit the spot. Who could blame him?
Let's review items found in our kitchen that have succumbed to Moose's appetite:
Three fourths of a German Chocolate Cake, frosting and all. I wasn't all that upset about this one as I'm not a fan of German Chocolate Cake.
An entire Philly Cheesesteak Pizza, a new recipe I tried. Moose gave it 2 thumbs up.
A small container of Vaseline. And it wasn't even cherry flavored.
A loaf of French Bread.
These items I can't blame him for getting into as they were left out within his reaching distance.
However, these more recent items, he actually opened a cupboard door complete with baby lock (yes, I know my baby is 7 now but I've been too lazy to remove it) to get into:
A box of Poptarts, foil wrappers and all.
Half a can of CRISCO. I repeat CRISCO. We found only remnants of the can. Seriously. His poop just slid on out for days afterward.
A Costco sized container of NesQuick chocolate powder, again plastic container and all. The bonus to this one is that he had a nice coating of chocolate powder around his muzzle and smelled delightful!
A box of CheezIts.
A box of instant mashed potatoes. He didn't seem to care for these as he left most of it after taking one bite. Probably cuz he couldn't reach the gravy.
You may be wondering about Moose's digestive health. After all, isn't chocolate poisonous to dogs? Not Moose. None of this has ever appeared to even phase him.
It's hard to be mad at this face for long especially when he barely leaves a mess. For example, when he ate the German Chocolate Cake. He somehow got the pan onto the floor without breaking it, ate the cake out of the pan not even leaving a crumb, and then left the empty pan on the floor in front of the dishwasher. The Crisco was a bit different. He must've wanted to watch a little TV while enjoying his greasy snack so he took it into the living room. He left barely any evidence except we noticed our hardwood floors were especially shiny in there. They had a nice coat of Crisco on them. Word of advice...want shiny floors? Use Crisco on them. Want to be able to WALK on shiny floors? Maybe NOT use Crisco.
Anyone else have a dog with a stomach of steel? Tell me we're not the only ones. I think he needs a support group..Overeaters Anonymous perhaps? But he says he won't go unless they serve donuts or Crisco.
Gotta go tighten up the cupboard security, just went to the grocery store and Moose will be home alone all day tomorrow...I smell trouble. Or is that Crisco?