A Sense Of Entitlement

by Houndstooth on

I remember when we had Lilac that she had a certain bossy, sassy way about her.  Some of you might remember that Mr. Taleteller would hide in the bathroom to eat his pie on peace, because if Lilac decided she wanted something, she was relentless.  Most of the time I could laugh it off, but sometimes, I admit, it was a bit aggravating.  I vowed that in the future, our dogs weren’t going to get away with that sort of behavior.  No barking at us to fluff her bed or move the fan to the perfect angle and certainly no more taking food right off our plates.  She only got away with it because she was old and hadn’t lived her younger years as a pet.  After she passed away at the ripe old age of sixteen, we eventually learned to stop eating like wolves, guarding our food and sit up and eat like normal human beings again.

Dad Shame -- Tales and Tails

Mr. Taleteller Shame

Time has a funny way of making your memory get fuzzy.  You seem to forget the bad parts of the past and remember it with more fondness that it might have truly deserved, but I think that’s part of the human condition.  After Lilac passed away, I forgot a lot about the midnight barking to save Timmy from the well and resource guarding my food.  I remembered her unique hugs and her after dinner burps in the face as a way of showing gratitude a lot more clearly.

Lilac Takes the Cake -- Tales and Tails

Lilac Takes the Cake

One thing I’ve always been proud of with Bunny is her impeccable manners.  I can take her anywhere and not worry about her causing mischief.  We get a lot of compliments on her behavior, whether we’re visiting the nursing home or dining on the patio at one of the local restaurants that allow dogs.  She has always been such a good girl and I love that I can take her places and not worry about what she will get into.  Fortunately, that allows me to keep an extra close eye on Flattery instead.

Lately, though, I could swear the ghost of Lilac has been jaunting us here at home.  Suddenly, a certain senior hound seems to have developed a sense of entitlement.  This mostly relates to food.  Most of the time, I will share a little bite with her when I’m finished, if I can’t eat it all, and normally she usually lays down beside me patiently waiting.  Lately however, she’s started to circle like a little shark.  I checked the calendar and it is definitely not time for Shark Week yet, so I’ve been telling her no, but I haven’t been very forceful about it.

It Came From The Deep -- Tales and Tails

It Came From The Deep

The final straw came last weekend, though, when she decided she should have some of my chicken pot pie while I was still eating it.  She decided that self service was in order and I yanked my plate away just in time.  I stared at her in astonishment and we had a little conversation.

Me:  What do you think you’re doing?

Bunny:  I thought it was obvious.

Me:  So it is what I think it is?

Bunny:  Well, if you would share, I wouldn’t have to take drastic measures.

Me:  If you want some, you’re going to have to remember your manners.

Bunny:  Do you even know who you’re talking to?

Me: *long stare*

Bunny:  *sitting down and licking her lips*  Fine, I’ll humor you.

Me:  See, that wasn’t so hard?

Bunny:  I’ve played your little game.  Now hand it over.

At that point, I was finished with it, but I waited a short while before I let her lick the bowl.  She knew I was going to let her, so she sat patiently and waited for it.  Finally, I did let her have it and I have a feeling that we both think we won.  Maybe that’s the best kind of compromise.  All I know is that we’re having a manners refresher course before it’s too late.

I Can Taste The Love -- Tales and Tails #NudgeThemBack

I Can Taste The Love

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7 Responses to "A Sense Of Entitlement"
  1. Sue Dyer says:

    Honey is the food and drink (she likes coffee) stealer here. Once she did swipe something from my plate when I was eating it, but I just say ‘mine’ and she goes and lays down now. They know if there’s anything left for them, they won’t get it until I have finished. Also I don’t let them lick my plates, etc., but put it into their bowls.

    Lovely photos of Bunny and I did giggle at the one with Morgan and your hubby behind the bathroom door:)

    Hope you have a good start to the week. Sue, Polly &Honey

  2. SGilbert says:

    HA HA! The Princess Bunny is a little impatient…but that Ok she is now a senior and as human we always say…at my age I can do what I want now. Schooner is our plate and bowl washer. He sits at the table with us while we are eating waiting to wash dishes….just don’t leave the table because it will be gone before you get back.

  3. Hailey's Lady says:

    I think it sounds like Bunny is training you:)

  4. Jodi says:

    Can I relate! Delilah has absolutely no shame in taking it directly off your plate. In fact, if you are getting ready to sit and happen to lean a bit with the plate…well that’s the invitation. She also has no compunction about sticking her head in the garbage to remove from your hand whatever you are putting in there.

    I blame it on Mr. Heart Like a Dog as he is always sharing bits of his food. The Mama does not roll like that. 🙂

  5. Dory and the Mama says:

    We can relate here too. Dory has gone totally treat obsessed in her senior years…even photo shoots are getting to be crazy as she is more interested in just “getting payment” and wants payment after one “click” of the shutter….I guess I can relate as chocolate sure tastes better after 50 :-).
    Great post (as usual :-)!

  6. Melissa says:

    Our greyhound Artemus has become more assertive in all ways, but especially around food since going on prednisolone last year. He’s much more creative about digging in the garbage, getting up on counters, or helping himself to food we are still eating. He’s also barking more, and is needing much more attention. Has Bunny gone on a steroid?

  7. Maggie says:

    Emmett, too! He has become so pushy in his old age. He’s just decided he no longer cares about the rules, and anyway, he deserves what he wants! (And, of course, I almost always give in…)

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