Guess Which Dog Only Understands “Sit”

We went to my parents’ house for dinner last night, and as usual, my mother sent us home with little plastic containers of leftovers.

The leftovers included pork chops, which were my favorite and apparently also the dogs’ favorite, because I took a piece of pork chop outside with me just now and ordered the dogs to “Hurry up!”

Mina, who just half an hour ago had disdained to do anything outside other than stare aimlessly at the sky, stepped off the stoop and immediately squatted down to pee.

She got pork chop.

Stanley and Paco tried to sniff around her, as though somehow the pork chop was growing from the ground around Mina. Then they danced in front of me.

“Hurry up!” I ordered them again.

Paco, anxiously looking at me to be sure I hadn’t given all the pork chop away, stood over Mina’s pee place and began to pee. He peed just enough so that he could see that I had seen him pee, and then he raced over to me.

He got a pork chop.

Stanley ran around so that he was facing me, and sat. I moved away from him and said, “Hurry up!” while trying to shoo him toward Mina’s pee spot. He ran around again so that he was facing me, and sat.

I backed up.

He stood up and backed up, not taking his eyes from mine, and sat.

He got a pork chop anyway.

Posted by: Supersonic Jane | October 18, 2007 | 3:27 pm
Posted in: Dogs