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Those of you who have been following our vacation on our Facebook page have heard parts of this story, but we thought we should give more detail. Â On Monday, we went to Charleston, SC, and walked with some friends – both Siberian Huskies and humans – at Charles Towne Landing (more on that in a later post). Â Afterwards, we went to the Kickin’ Chicken in West Ashley which has a large porch where dogs are allowed. Â We tested that to the max with 9 Siberian Huskies and 6 humans, but the restaurant loved us. Â They brought large pails of ice water (with lots of ice) just for the dogs. Â Even better – the dogs were all served with ice water before the humans were even asked what they wanted to drink. Â We have seen dog friendly before, but this place knows how to do it right.
Anyway, they also have great human food. Â But, let’s think about this. Â 9 hungry Siberian Huskies who have been walking and 6 humans. Â Anyone see this coming?
Queen Natasha goes for the direct approach – Hey, human, that food looks good. Give it to me now.
Ok, the direct approach did not work, so let me think of something else.
Give it to me now or don’t dare go to sleep tonight.
Ok. Maybe we should check to see if anyone else tried a more subtle approach. How about the Siberian we met for the first time on Monday, Eshii. How would she do it?
Hey, human, that smells really, really, really, really good.
Could you resist these eyes?
So now it is time to yield to the master. Rusty the Rooster. Are you ready for this?
Oh, my, that looks really good. And smells awesome. (Notice the pickle just beside the tray).
David goes in for the quick save. “Whoa, Rusty, my dinner.”
Knowing the tray is now out of reach, Rusty goes for the pickle.
Sorry, there are no more pictures of the heist because all of the humans moved quickly to remove the pickle from Rusty’s mouth. The only thing that saved the pickle was the look on Rusty’s face when he bit into it. Sort of a “Whoa, that was not at all the flavor I expected” look that made him hesitate for half a second, just long enough for the pickle to be removed.
But wait, there is more.
Qannik, Rusty and Eshii explain to David the rules of sharing (while he tries this lame “Look over there” move).
Clearly, mister, you do not understand what it means to share your food.
Let me demonstrate.
Again, the next pictures are missing because Rusty snagged the paper and tried to pull the entire sandwich out of the basket. Very good move, but David is a skilled Siberian handler (something about the lasagna incident with his own Kodi and Nia) and saved the sandwich.
The rest of the meal was eaten in peace.
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We are planning a trip to South Carolina and I’m definitely going to put Kickin’ Chicken on our list of stops. It sounds great!
I’m glad Rusty grabbed a pickle and not an onion ring. I ate one once and let’s just say Mom didn’t enjoy cleaning up after me the next day.
Steve
Oh Dog! Ya mean out of 9 Sibes, nobody scored except for a pickle? I am SOOOO disappointed.
Oh I can so imagine the face he made!
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Usually when the WDA dines al fresco, we get anchored to the table legs…when we don’t get our share, we simply begin to drag the table away! try it sometime!
What is really disappointing is that each dog was not served his or her own chicken BEFORE the humans. Seriously.
Haha. Oh this would have been priceless to have watched! I would have loved to had added my own Leena to this list!
Now to try to get the Hu-Dad to take you somewhere that has pizza bones! Mwuuu ha ha ha ha!
Seriously, that is a brave endeavor! When we dine out, we never surpass the human to hound ratio, just in case. I am not surprised that Rusty decided to take matters into his own paws, or mouth as the case might be. It looks like the darned paparazzi follow The Herd wherever they go, too!
I love your whole pack, but I’m extra fond of Rusty and his crazy antics
We bloodhounds have a huge advantage-one quick shake of the head and that sandwich with the glistening glob of drool garnish doesn’t seem so appealing to the humans any more. And food is a terrible thing to waste, soooo….
Oh, now that looks like a great dining experience! I mean … as long as the Sibes got SOMEthing! Mom likes the bipeds at the next table over, taking pix of you guys. Ha roo roo roo!
Play bows,
Zim
BOL that sure looked like a fun food fest. I think you need a co-ordinated attack, 6 humans could have been easily over powered by 9 sibes. Strength in numbers ^..^
What fun…..sounds like a great adventure and great restaurant (glad they served you guys before the people).
That was just simply priceless! While that one lady is busy taking pictures, the lady with her looks like she’s almost choking with laughter! That whole dining episode should’ve been on video! Natasha almost sprawled across the table — Rusty “going for Gold” — oh, what I’d have given to be there!
OH my, you guys are MEEEEAAAN. not sharing! ð
I would never be able to refuse any of those 9 fur babies… Rusty sure is bold! how you could resist him… your hearts are stone cold. ð LOL
Seriously though, kudos on dining with 9 sibes fairly successfully! well-done! what fun for them too! did they at least get a little bite at the end?
Yes, all of the Sibes were given a small taste at the end of the meal. And not even a pickle.
You guys are too darn funny! You should just do what we do—look imploringly, undeniably cute.
Maybe it’s just easier for Chihuahuas. Papaw is always saying, “Now how can you say no to that face?” when Mommy yells at him for feeding us.
~ Mojo
I love how the woman at the other table is taking pictures of the Siberian shenanigans.
Well, the hu-dad was taking pictures as well, leaving David to his own defense.