Ruby Tuesday – Placement Options

Sometimes, you need to strategically place yourself.

Some of us just will the food to fall to the floor.

And when nothing falls during dinner, you have to watch the clean-up operation closely.

Or just work on your best pathetic look routine.

Wow, Tartok is good. I had better practice.

P.S. – Yes, yes, yes – We will have more pictures of newbie Frankie tomorrow.  We had to celebrate Ruby Tuesday first, right?


  1. Susan on October 27, 2011 at 1:23 am

    Several years ago, in my then 2 dog household,we had an interesting incident at breakfast. I fed my dog Bandit, the dominant (Shiba Inu mix)and turned my back to do something else – I think I got toast from the toaster or something. Well, apparently I wasn’t moving fast enough for Lady, the No. 2 dog (Norwegian Elkhound mix) because when I turned back around, Lady was eating out of Bandit’s dish…

    Fortunately Bandit wasn’t food aggressive,so she didn’t attack Lady. She just stood there and looked at me as if to say “Hey, she isn’t allowed to do that!”

    After I laughed myself silly (at 5:30 am!). I got out another bowl for Bandit.

  2. Khyra on October 26, 2011 at 8:20 pm

    Tartok is A CERTIFIED PRO!


  3. The Ao4 on October 26, 2011 at 6:16 pm

    I thought you said “placeMAT” options at first. Then I understood “placement”. Now I’m thinking in this case, it’s about the same thing. Ha roo roo roo — hope something tasty fell your way!
    Play bows,

  4. siku marie on October 26, 2011 at 5:27 pm

    Hopefully Ruby and Tartok will soon get to school the Herd’s newest member in the finer points of meal manipulation.

  5. Lynn on October 26, 2011 at 2:50 pm

    Whew. You scared me with the title of this post! Thought it was about placing Ruby in another home! Yikes! I should not jump to conclusions!

  6. Huffle Mawson on October 25, 2011 at 5:32 pm

    Tartok haz mad looking-pathetic skillz!

  7. Ryker on October 25, 2011 at 5:08 pm

    Location, location, location!

  8. jen on October 25, 2011 at 2:10 pm

    I’m finding our four dogs all pick different places to place themselves during the dinner rituals. smart dogs.

  9. jack & moo's mom, Pat on October 25, 2011 at 1:15 pm

    Yup, Tarok’s got the pathetic look down – I’d give him anything he wanted! Of course, I probably couldn’t resist ruby either….

    Pat : )

  10. Zoe on October 25, 2011 at 11:42 am

    Wow, even *I* want to give Tartok some food! Good job with the expression, T!

    I help my mom and dad from under the table too. I can calculate exactly when they’re done with most of the food. Then I move to their side to offer my services with their plates and leftovers. With a furry nudge.


  11. Kari on October 25, 2011 at 11:17 am

    He is VERY good!

    Stop on by for a visit!

  12. Pup Fan on October 25, 2011 at 11:02 am

    Hehe… it’s important to get that placement just right.

  13. The OP Pack on October 25, 2011 at 10:16 am

    Ciara’s favorite foodables spot is under the table. The rest of us prefer to put the furry head on the human’s leg and apply gentle pressure:0

    Love that Tartok look.

    Woos ~ Phantom, Thunder, Ciara, and Lightning

  14. KB on October 25, 2011 at 9:11 am

    You captured the expectant and hopeful poses perfectly.

  15. FiveSibesMom on October 25, 2011 at 8:26 am

    Great spot! They are all so nice and patient just waiting for those delectable crumbs! Our Harley loves to “hide” under our dining room table and keep an eye on things too!

  16. hisqueen on October 25, 2011 at 8:16 am

    Has Frankie meet the Annex yet? Hope he doesn’t learn that bad bread stealing habit from Ruby, though he seems to have a few minor theft problems himself already.

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