This story comes from a friend at work. She has a beautiful Golden Retriever named Sutton. One weekend my friend and her roommate grilled out bratwursts. They decided to grill the whole package, which consisted of six, so they could have leftovers for the next day. Between the two of them, they ended up eating three bratwursts. The time came to clean up and they brought the leftovers into the kitchen. The food was placed on the counter, far enough away to keep it safe from the dog. They then went back outside to clean up the grill. Since the warm North Carolina weather was so nice, they stayed out just a few extra minutes, enjoying a nice cold beer. Finally, they decided to head back inside. My friend went to take a shower, thinking the roommate would put the food in refrigerator. After the shower, the roommate asked my friend if she had put the food up. My friend said, “No. Was I supposed to? I can do it now.” The roommate looked at her and then pointed to the counter. Before them, lay a spotless counter without even a crumb to be found. As they looked around, they noticed Sutton sitting near the edge of the kitchen with a look of utter contentment. Apparently the smell of freshly grilled bratwursts was too enticing to ignore. With backs turned, Sutton decided he was free to help himself to an early birthday present. No more leftovers!
A blog of useful tips, funny stories, and my crazy thoughts. Enjoy!
April 2011
All
|