Maybe this should be titled: A "Willy -ism!" This boy!
Sorry no photos.
I keep the dog and cat food and treats in a closet. Certain felines here are quite adept at opening kitchen cabinets, so the edibles all got moved to a closet some 12 years ago. I tend to leave the closet opened when I am filling cat dishes; I just take a scoop of food, walk into their bedroom and fill the bowls, walk back, return the scoop and close the door. Over the past 19 months Willy has taken this opportunity to scout out what is in "mommy's closet." I DO tell him, "stay OUT of mommy's closet" but I'm sure you know how effective that is.
Yesterday morning, I am off in the bedroom, and I hear Dad start laughing - really enjoying himself. I finish filling cat bowls and go back to the kitchen.
Willy is standing in the middle of the kitchen floor, head tilted, nose to the ceiling. Of course, I couldn't SEE his nose - or his muzzle or his eyes for that matter. His entire head was inside a bag of dog treats! I could hear munching!!! Was the bag stuck on his head? Let's just say, I could picture this caption:
"Hmm could be I'm stuck, but I'll eat first and figure that out later."
Willy was NOT worried! LOL!
I knocked the bag off (this is Willy remember, I want to keep my fingers as I take food away from him) Well, the entire bag empties itself onto the floor (it WAS upside down on his head, after all!) Willy scrambled around and filled his mouth. I thought he had 2 but when I checked, he has THREE! He trotted happily to my recliner and settled down to enjoy his treasure. (That is when I checked, he had carried 3 in his mouth!) The other pups each snagged one as I picked up and restored the bag to order. Dad enjoyed all of this. nodding
Just another typical Willy event.
