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Tipping point – the moment where a series of small actions become significant enough to cause a larger change. The phrase might just have a double meaning once we tell Cheoah’s story, but she certainly hit her tipping point yesterday.
Hu-dad was working diligently on a problem that required a great deal of concentration. His office mates, of course, were TPLO recovery patients Natasha – on Hu-dad’s left – and Cheoah – on the right. Despite the Hu-dad’s work efforts, Cheesewhiz decided it was time for her mid-day yard break.
Hu-dad mumbled acknowledgement, said he was working hard, and could she wait just a minute.
So Cheoah upped the volume. She is a master at the Siberian Death Scream, a most useful skill when wanting something in public. Unfortunately for Cheoah, there were no other humans within earshot – roughly a mile in all directions – so Hu-dad just looked at her and said, “Just a few more minutes and I will take you out.”
Cheoah got quiet, grumbled a little at Hu-dad, and then began planning her next attention seeking trick. But what possible recourse did she have while confined to a crate?
Staring right at Hu-dad, Cheoah reached out with her paw, snagged the corner of the full water bowl, and flipped it upside down in her crate. Amazing how quickly the Hu-dad reacts to a flood.
Cheoah got her mid-day break and a fresh, clean, dry blanket for her afternoon nap.
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