And then when I saw award, I immediately misread it... I thought it say "Poops I ate it!" and I thought, I got this one in the bag! But the Mom quickly correct me, so here go:
I am REALLY good boy when it come to the Mom food. I have never stolen any fing off of the counter (looked, sniffed but did not take) or the table or her plate.
As evidence, I offer you this pitcher... taken of me some 15 days after Hurricane Ike took my tricity, my cool airs, my frigerator, my lights, my tv, my compy... oops, I digress.
My point is that even when I pretty sure the Aunt Karen make the cookies for me, I yield to the Mom when she say "No Luke this is not for you".
And now here is where I must begin my confessions by revealing my indiscretions:
I am not such good boy wif the willpower and restraint when it come to backyard buffet. And what follows is collection (the Mom is wierd) of fings I have brought the Mom in my mouf...
One piece in this collection is missing, on a counta the Mom took it somewhere to be identified. Do you know what these are? No? They are the innerds of acorns.
The Mom is not sure if I ate the outerds or if the squirrels did, and I just picked up their mess. I ain't told yet... and I ain't tellin now! (It good for the Mom to wonder bout few fings)!
For those wif the untrained eye, it is unripened pecan!
Ok, there was this one time, but I am not sure this can be considered stealin... I will let you decide.
Me and also the Bleu (of course) board trolley for destination unknown. Now I am pretty smart boy and I know well in advance when trolley is bein prepared for excursion on a counta the Mom finks she is sneaky and it is dead give-a-way.
So's anyway, the Bleu is sittin and just barely but still whimperin and I am in co-pilot position wif the rear end in the back seat per stated rules and the front end is propped up on console... and the Mom has gone inside to shut off tv and set alarm.
Well... I just happen to notice in front passenger seat that the Mom has packed an "On Board Snack"! And I figure... well, I am on board. Let me snack!
And my-o-my these were tastiest Good Boy Luke snacks I have ever tasted and I thought this is too good to be true as I helped myself to more! And then the Mom open driver door and she say "O no, Luke... that was MY breakfast!"
I not sure it can be counted as stealin on a counta I was unsure that opened package of these fings were the Mom's intended breakfasts and not the mine on-board snack!
I have not been on the compy not much at all lately, due to storms and the Mom's responsibilities to GRRH... but I would now like to now spin the Bleu five times and pick some friends to share this experience and award wif (and please accept my apologies if you have all ready received this!)...
Now, here are the rules for this award:
1."When accepting this award, you must blog about the food you have stolen when your humans were not watching.
2.If you have never stolen any food, you must have been a really good pup!
3.You can accept this yummy tray of cookies as your reward!
4.Next add the logo of this award to your blog (optional), then nominate at least 5 other furry blogs and let them know by leaving a message on their blogs."
Most of all HAVE FUN!!! I sure did!!!