"Well, there is only one piece of advice I can give you," said the wisest of wise men. "The secret of happiness is to see all the marvels of the world and never to forget the drops of oil on the spoon."



('The Alchemist' Paulo Coelho)




Friday, February 10, 2012

The thief

Yesterday was 'ladies who lunch' day in Chester, which was lovely,  as always. Driving back along the A483, I heard the faint ringtone on my mobile, but couldn't do anything about it until I got home. Once home, I let the dogs out and went into the kitchen to put the kettle on, noticing idly that there were a couple of bedraggled and half eaten slices of bread spilling off a plate on the draining board. The dogs came back in and I remembered the missed phone call. It was Keith.
"Nothing important," he said, "just to tell you that the little white so and so (aka Jake) pinched my sandwich when I wasn't looking!"
It seems that Keith had been sitting at the computer, just biting into his sandwich when  his mobile rang and, as reception  is often somewhat variable, he stood up and wandered over the the window while he was answering it. In a flash, Jake had reached up on his back legs and pulled the sandwich off the computer desk. Luckily, Keith managed to grab it off him before he could tuck in.
I am hoping that Keith didn't wrestle him to the ground for it and then finish eating it himself but actually, that's a question I don't want to ask, in case I don't like the answer...!


7 comments:

cheshire wife said...

Is Jake fed enough?

Yorkshire Pudding said...

Why on earth does Keith eat Kennomeat sandwiches when you're out? No wonder poor, starving Jake went for it when he spotted the opportunity. Cheshire Wife above asked a pertinent question which might also interest the RSPCA!

Jennyta said...

Yes, he is fed enough - it's called being greedy and having an eye to the main chance. ;)
What Keith eats - well that's another story...

Katherine said...

I can see Jake doing this. I bet he was watching for the opportunity for ages.
My Airedale was an outside dog on the farm... so never learnt restraint. When she went to the breeder's house for a holiday, apparently she ate a whole Brie in one gulp off a low coffee table.

Cro Magnon said...

Trying to grab a sandwich back from my two would mean losing several fingers.

I hate Chester. I popped into a dive shop there once (for less than 2 seconds) and received a parking ticket. There wasn't even a No Parking sign outside. I was furious and wrote an extremely rude letter to Mr Parking-Ticket. It still cost me £20.

Flighty said...

Have a look at the Telegraph on line today at one of the Snow in Britain pictures...you'll know which one I mean! Flighty xx

Jennyta said...

Bichon Frise puppies in the snow - what a lovely photo. Thanks, Flighty!
Cro, I totally agree - driving in Chester is a nightmare. After a few frustrating experiences, I now use the park and ride bus.
Katherine, you can never have it all, it seems. Paddy is the perfect dog indoors and Jake is a dream outside. ;)

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