31 Responses to “I have to share my pain”

  1. Shayla Kersten December 11, 2008 at 10:35 PM #

    Oh, my! Is he drunk now?

    My ex-in-laws had a St. Bernard who snatched an entire roast from the counter. Boy was he in the doghouse!

  2. Megan December 11, 2008 at 10:36 PM #

    And I freak out when I can’t find the teacup in which I left the last swallow of (usually cold) tea! I would be totally freaking, too. Glad you could salvage something.

  3. Kym December 11, 2008 at 10:45 PM #

    How awful! Well, with any luck, he’ll have a wicked hangover tomorrow and never eat people food again.

  4. Phyllis D December 11, 2008 at 10:49 PM #

    I’m so sorry. We have a whippet that’s always eating our food. One night my husband grilled chicken, and we’d just sat down to eat, when he (my husband) had to get something from the kitchen. Chase, our whippet, grabbed his chicken off the plate and had disappeared before we even knew what’d happened.

  5. Annmarie December 11, 2008 at 10:51 PM #

    Darn Dog!

    Glad your sense of humor kicked in. At least you get 1/2 the cake. If I were you, I wouldn’t share. I’d hoard it. Or. Eat it all in one sitting.

  6. azteclady December 11, 2008 at 10:58 PM #

    I feel your pain–but I already have a food terror (full Lab, thinks she’s a lapdog) so I can’t take you on your kind offer.

  7. Karen Templeton December 11, 2008 at 10:58 PM #

    Son’s dog (living with us, as is the son) has abandonment issues, soothed by eating anything he can reach. Which, being a boxer/shepherd, is anything but the very back of the counter. Bought new can of cashews yesterday, found it on the floor, half the nuts eaten, when we got back from dinner out. Damn dog eats bread, leaves the empty bag in the middle of the LR floor. Pulled a chicken carcass out of the garbage OUTSIDE and brought it back INSIDE, where it was promptly removed from his possession.

    And yeah, we had the half-the-roast-gone incident, too.

    So. WAS he drunk?

  8. Caden Leigh December 11, 2008 at 11:03 PM #


    I simply would be rattin him out to Santa Clause!


  9. Eliza December 11, 2008 at 11:07 PM #

    OMG I feel your pain! I have a husky that I have to watch like a hawk. He really drives me nuts.

  10. lisabea December 11, 2008 at 11:25 PM #

    All you have to say is Beagle and .. I know, Hon. I came home yesterday and there were FOUR empty boxes of raisins under the dining room table. Just cardboard…licked clean.

  11. Karen Templeton December 11, 2008 at 11:27 PM #

    You know what I think it is? Dogs have no comprehension of time passing — go away for five minutes or five years, it’s all the same to a dog — so they can’t remember when they last ate.

    Nor do they have any trust whatsoever that they will ever eat again.

    So they see food — any food, anywhere, and they can’t help themselves. It’s all about survival, with dogs.

    Did he at least LOOK guilty? Ours does the guilty slink like nobody’s business.

  12. Lesley December 11, 2008 at 11:34 PM #

    No!!!!!! My dog is a food thief too. And his tastes tend toward the chocolate. I’ve had to give him hydrogen peroxide 3 times to keep him from dying of chocolate poisoning! If I didn’t love the lamer so much I’d just let him take his chances!

  13. Dana Frye December 11, 2008 at 11:54 PM #

    Psst….It’s the BEAGLE thing.

    I had a half Beagle half Dachshund ….she tore into a my Mothers Wedding cake, then less than an hour later…caught and maimed all my Aunts Laying hens.

    Beagles = Trouble. (But funny little shits)

    So sorry about your Rum Cake.

    Maybe hint to our friend Kris that you’d LOVE a rum cake for Christmas?


  14. Eshani December 11, 2008 at 11:55 PM #

    I’m so glad you could see the humor in this, because it definitely made me smile *grin*..I’m waiting to get a pet (still can’t decide between a puppy or a cat), but currently no pets allowed in my apartment complex..*sigh*

  15. Janalyn Barton December 11, 2008 at 11:55 PM #

    My brother was visiting and he has a yellow lab and she is huge!!! I had some chicken thawing on the counter in a pan. Come back later and one of the pans is empty. The only thing we could come up with is that she ate it. Luckily she didn’t get sick.

  16. Turtle December 12, 2008 at 12:05 AM #

    lol, oh poor both of you! and both for the “half a cake ” reason!

  17. Lori December 12, 2008 at 12:23 AM #

    Are you paying shipping?

  18. Ann December 12, 2008 at 12:26 AM #

    My cousin once made a gorgeous gingerbread house, and her chocolate lab swooped in and ate the whole thing in five minutes flat. 🙂

  19. Kathleen December 12, 2008 at 12:36 AM #

    Every time I make goodies for a pot luck, my husband wants some too. One year, I made pumpkin bread and left a loaf on the counter for him to find when he came home. I put a note on it saying “you can eat this.” When he got home, all he found was foil bits and the note. Our Aussie/Lab mix obviously read the note and thought it meant SHE could eat it. 🙂

  20. Caffey December 12, 2008 at 12:48 AM #

    Oh no!!! Reminds me of those commercials where a dog is left loose on Thanksgiving and no one knows he’s enjoying the turkey by himself! Didn’t think the dog would go for cake! At least you got to have some, I never had Rum cake before!

    Hey too, we stopped having our bigger tree up, two years ago, the cats took it down because my kids did not keep them upstairs as we did at night time and we ended up having to throw the tree with its lights out (artificial tree) because it was impossible to untangle! We now have just a table size tree!

    Hope your weekend is much better!

  21. Carol Luciano December 12, 2008 at 2:36 AM #

    I’m sitting here laughing because about 10 years ago before all the kids had left home we had, I add “had” an Norweigian elkhound named Thor and after baking 2 cakes for the holidays and leaving them to cool as you did, I was washing some pans in the sink and when I was done I turned around and saw the dog up on his hind legs eating through one of the two cakes and I noticed some of the cookies I made on the floor also. I cried out and it scared him because he slunk away with his head down. And the other cake had one paw print in the icing. I did cry because of all the baking I had done for the beast to just up and eat it was more then I could handle at the time. But of course that night we all had a good laugh as I pondered where to shelter the dog after that, lol lol
    Carol L.

  22. Pam P December 12, 2008 at 7:24 AM #

    Oh no, after all that work. I remember the time a boyfriend put a box of pizza on the picnic table, went over to get a soda, turned around and found his dog chomping down on the last piece. Worse, I had a dachsund once who was mad when we didn’t come home after work, staying out late at a party – came home and found he’d chewed all three of the seat cushions on my couch, pieces littered everywhere.

  23. Karin December 12, 2008 at 9:09 AM #

    I’ll trade you! A ‘few’ years ago we were having a Medieval Banquet for our friends on New Year’s Eve. We had one small cornish hen for each person (money was tight back then, too). Anyway, the hens were on the kitchen counter defrosting when I went to get ready. When I returned we were missing two of them and our part husky – part sheperd was pawing for another one. We didn’t find one little piece of the two missing ones – that dog must have swallowed them whole! Anyway, my husband and I didn’t have any and everyone enjoyed the evening – except the dog who was banashed from the festivities!

  24. Samara December 12, 2008 at 9:10 AM #

    ROFL. So sorry, really! But I just gotta tell you that I LOVE my dog and I don’t think I could EVER replace her. We got her from the animal shelter 8 1/2 years ago. I did NOT want a dog. I grew up with dogs that did things like your’s. Always messes to clean up and all that…. But when my DH took me to see her I agreed on the spot. She was sitting still as could be as little kids came and pet her, pulled her ears and a little lab chewed on her jaw. We knew she was for us and our boys when a little girl stood on her tail and she didn’t budge. See, Coco can’t jump or stand on her hind legs. She was hit by a car and thrown into an oncoming car-breaking her pelvis. The vet didn’t think she’d pull through but she did and that’s how we got her. So she can’t get at rum cakes on the counter, or chicken carcasses in the trash. She can poke her nose in skunk dens and find rotting fish in the neighbors yard…but hey, after a bath and a few days in the fresh air, she’s good as new and she’s good as GOLD! I love my Coco.
    So sorry! Enjoy your 1/2 of the cake! LOL

  25. Tonya Williams December 12, 2008 at 9:36 AM #

    I too have a Whippet and a Chocolate Lab that I have to watch like a hawk. I deboned an entire chicken, ran to the bathroom and when I came back, it was gone! She has taken a steak off the oven, and a sandwich off a plate. The lab likes to take stuff out of the trash so I have to put it up or out when I am not home. I also have a cat that will tear the bread bag open or eat anything that he finds as he roams my counters (which I try so desperately to keep him off of). But I love all of my animals (3 dogs, 4 cats) unconditionally.

  26. Judith December 12, 2008 at 10:55 AM #

    Too funny! Ah, yes those wonderful friends of men! You see, he was simply saving you the pounds you would have to work off after eating the cake. My middle son had gotten a Subway sandwich, sat it on the coffee. He got up to fix him a glass of tea. When he came back, the sandwich was gone and our miniature dapple Dachshund was grinning at him!

    Oh, BTW, send the cake. You can keep the dog!

  27. Linda December 12, 2008 at 2:09 PM #

    What a hoot! Better keep him outside for a while. No telling what kind of package he might leave on the floor.

  28. Chris Redding December 12, 2008 at 4:33 PM #

    My dog (mutt) when he was a puppy would take sticks of butter off the table. Once someone sent me 25 chocolate lollipops. The dog at a quarter of them. He licked the sticks so clean they looked as if they had never been used. And he didn’t even get sick. I have hte UPS man but everything in a rubbermaid container on my front porch.
    The dog once ate six months supply of heartworm medicine.

  29. Marybelle December 12, 2008 at 5:28 PM #

    My mom was telling me last Sunday that she made breakfast for my stepdad and then went to take her morning shower. My stepdad was in the room when she left, but apparently he’d forgotten something in their bedroom and went to get it. When he came back to the kitchen the cat, which belongs to his brother in the apartment above, was on the table and had very obviously been in every platter on the table. They had to throw all thee food out and both did without breakfast.

  30. Karin December 12, 2008 at 7:59 PM #

    Aw, Angela, I’m sorry that happened. I don’t think it’s just a beagle thing, though. When my grandparents had a basset hound, she once at half of the ham that had been set on the kitchen table in preparation for the Thanksgiving dinner we were all about to sit down and eat. And, my brother has a basset hound now who he has on video moving a rubbermaid container full of dog food with a cinder block on it so she could get open the fridge while he was out of the house.

  31. Suzie December 14, 2008 at 8:51 PM #

    Hmm, I just finished trying the cake-in-a mug recipe.(I made mine with Godiva cocoa and Hershey’s chocolate chips.) Now, you have me thinking about soaking THAT with rum. The only thing saving me from myself is my spoiled, bread-devouring tabby who is sitting on a pillow under my arm in the recliner, purring loudly as he watches me type on the laptop. UPDATE: The cat let a nasty kitty fart and was ejected from the chair. I’m headed for the rum or maybe some Bailey’s Irish cream to soothe my injured senses. 2nd UPDATE: Ahhhh, heaven. 🙂

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