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Now Hu-dad is no rookie when it comes to the thieving ways of Siberian Huskies, but a sandwich thief struck yesterday.
Saturday was rainy, dreary, and windy, so we were all crashed in various places in the house. Hu-dad decided he was hungry for lunch, so he shooed us out in the backyard for a bathroom break – and to make sure his lunch would be safe. Cheoah was comfortable on the couch, so Hu-dad did not make her go out.
After all, this is sweet and innocent Cheoah. Always trustworthy Cheesewhiz. Recovering from TPLO surgery and can’t jump Cheese. You get the point. And most of you are already shaking your head.
Hu-dad warmed some soup and made a ham and cheese sandwich. He placed it on the breakfast bar and decided that was plenty high to protect from Cheoah. Oh, sure, nothing would be high enough from the likes of Kiska or Natasha, but Cheoah? Glancing at his sandwich, the sleeping Cheoah on the couch, and the newspaper across the house in his study, he felt safe enough to fetch the newspaper.
Do we really need to continue the story? Doesn’t every reader know exactly what happened next? Ok, here goes . . .
Hu-dad comes back into the kitchen, spies Cheoah laying on the floor looking innocent – except for her cheeks puffed out from something large she is hiding in her mouth, and an empty plate on the breakfast bar.
Sandwich removed from mouth. Cheoah was evicted to the back yard. Hu-dad made a fresh sandwich.
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