La Rue the dog is greedy, really greedy. She’s put on quite a bit of weight recently so we’ve been trying to keep a close eye on what she eats. It’s not her meals that are the problem it’s the in between snacks, particularly the sneaky ones given to her by the kids. She is clever and agile so is able to open the kitchen cabinet door to get to the bin while we’re out, or jump up onto the dinner table to access the leftovers on peoples plates.
She has consumed a cake that was waiting to be iced for a birthday party, and on one occasion, an entire roast chicken, stuffing, bones and all.
I started thinking about this yesterday when we were down at the dog park and ran into La Rue’s mate Basil the Beagle. We hadn’t seen Basil for a few weeks and his owner explained why. Basil’s family had gone out for the afternoon and left him alone in the house. He managed to get the pantry door open and broke open the bulk bag of dry dog food. Basil’s family returned home to find him lying on his back on the kitchen floor, paws in the air. He had eaten half of the dog food and now was unable to move. They rushed him to the vet. I had to chase after Dennis so missed the end of the story. From what I gathered though either stomach pumping or some other veterinary intervention was required. Poor Basil, apparently he was a bit listless and off his food for the following week or so.
These are some photos of La Rue caught in the act.
Looking for scraps.
Eating flour.
Half a cup of coffee. Mine.
