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Sunday, after a day of lots of hiking, we were all headed home. We were very sleepy in the back of the Jeep and overheard the humans discussing their dinner plans. They were too tired to cook dinner, so said that they would stop for pizza at one of their favorite places if the best parking space was available. Since this restaurant is downtown on Main Street, there is only one parking space that works with us there – directly in front of the restaurant. AND, they have to score one of the three tables in the front windows. This can never happen during tourist season, and we felt comfortable it was not going to happen Sunday.
Guess what? The parking space was open. And the front center table was open. Can you believe this? They went inside and ate pizza. And left us in the Jeep. Yeah, yeah, yeah, they could see us and knew we were safe – blah, blah, blah. But that meant we could see them eating their pizza and we were still out in the freezing cold weather (er, 45 F is close, right?).
Our fearless leader, Queen Natasha the Evil, went into the full fledge guilt mode. Here she is demonstrating the Siberian Mind Meld as she stares directly at our hu-dad to express her displeasure (as he has the audacity to sit inside the restaurant and take pictures of her):
Not bad, huh? Stunningly, that did not get them to stop eating pizza and drinking beer despite the fact that she stared like this for 20 minutes without blinking. Well, except when pedestrians would stop and comment on how gorgeous she was, but what else is a queen supposed to do. But since the Siberian Mind Meld failed, she went to the ultimate weapon. The starving, weak puppy look:
Get this. They still ate their pizza. Are we slipping puppers? Or do we need to report our humans for abuse?
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Natasha, your expressions are SPOT ON! I need to take some classes from you.
Next time, maybe if you get the whole herd to stare at them, maybe they will stop eating and give all of you their pizza.
-Mika
Did they at least bring you some crusts? I hope they had the respect to do that.
Kat
Well, the real question is: Did they bring you any crusts?
And the other question is: 45° is too cold for you guys? We’d think you’d love it, and are just adding drama to the unfortunate situation. Right?
Love and crossing our paws for a happy ending,
Jake and Fergi xxoo
Poor Queen Natasha and the gang….We feel your sorrow and unfairness…..
Did they save you some pizza bones?
Love,
Teddy Bear
I knew it I knew it.. sibes never blink. That’s what I told Thunder and Phantom.
norwood
what? you didn’t get the whole pizza!? Furiends, you got it backward… Hoomans should be in the vehicle, doggies should be munching on pizza and maybe throwing one crumb or two in the hoomans’ direction!!!
xoxo,
Brownie
I think someone needs to call the ASPCA pronto!
Huffle Mawson
We sure hope they brought home take out seeing that sad face!!
Big Sloppy Kisses
Gus, Louie and Callie
Tell us they at least brought you some crust???
Woos, the OP Pack
Wow, my hu-mom would have cracked after about 5 minutes!
Great Balto in the snow! Queen Natasha gave your hu-dad THAT look and he didn’t bring you each your own pizza?!?! Is his heart made of STONE!?!?!?
I am SHOCKED! SHOCKED, I say. This does indeed need to be reported as abuse. It’s cruelty beyond belief!!!
Play bows,
Zim
I feel your pain! I have mastered that look and it doesn’t always work for me. You really deserved to get a piece cheese or something!
Mochi
Time to call CPS (Canine Protective Services)!
How could they not have brought some pizza out for you!
The not-so-little man would have been sneaking it out the restaurant for you all.
take care
Clive
OMDOG! This is the most shocking thing I have ever heard. Contact the authorities!
Beckett
No pizzabones?
That IS grounds fur khontakhting the authorities!
How khould they ignore THOSE looks!?!
Hugz&Khysses,
Khyra
Wooos Queen Natasha! I can see woo are starving! I hope they brought you some pepperoni treats or at least pizza crusts before the torture ended. How cruel!
-Kira The BeaWootiful
I have news for you Natasha. Sibes in Alaska sleep in the snow when it’s below freezing! You expect me to feel sorry for you over 45F? Ha!
Now, eating pizza without sharing – that’s a punishable offense, I think. 🙂
Mmm, did you say that your humans took you for a long hike that day? Maybe you don’t have much to complain about… you lucky Sibe.
Heheheheh!
Wow, these doggies are funny when they put on the ‘left out’ look!
We can also imagine the setting:…
GROUP PHOTO:-
Pizza doggie drooling competition!
Okay, I made an error – Sibes don’t drool….or do they?!)
MAXDOG IN SOUTH AFRICA
I’d report them unless they were kind enough you slip you a pepperoni when they got back.
Storm
My human guardians never-ever fall for that “starving doggie” look either. My canine brother Beau is much better at that than me. He’ll lay down and make the most pitiful humming/moaning sounds…and they STILL don’t give in. *sigh*
Oh well,keep at it, you never know when they will reach the point they just can’t stand it anymore!
Bentley
Err, ya, i can see you’re starving there Natasha. I could totally see your ribs if it wasn’t for all that fine muscle and insulation you have on your body…
and what is it with sibes and bread? it’s like crack for them. I swear if given the choice between raisin toast and tri-tip, juno would choose the raisin toast, paws down.