He excels himself.
He has stolen and eaten an olive. A green olive, stuffed with Stilton.
That is all. Not all the olives, blessedly; but all the olives he's getting. Ever.
He has stolen and eaten an olive. A green olive, stuffed with Stilton.
That is all. Not all the olives, blessedly; but all the olives he's getting. Ever.
...all the olives he's getting. Ever.
Date: 2009-01-08 06:32 pm (UTC)Re: ...all the olives he's getting. Ever.
Date: 2009-01-08 06:36 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-01-08 06:37 pm (UTC)Last night ours investigated fried okra. They were prepared to investigate it further, but the dog works a lot faster and scarfed the remainder.
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Date: 2009-01-08 06:42 pm (UTC)I guess perhaps I should rustle up an occasion, just to see... (I generally curry it one way or another, and he does like curry. And greenstuff generally. How he reacts to internal slime - for want of a better word - will be fascinating...)
And you're quite right, of course. I shoulda known. Never mind the olive, when there's stilton in the case...
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Date: 2009-01-08 06:51 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-01-08 06:53 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-01-08 07:48 pm (UTC)