If The Shoe Fits . . .

We have explained before (here and here) how Typhoon likes to pick-up water bottles during our walks.  Yesterday, we knew he was being very quiet during a walk when we realized he had something in his mouth again – but not a water bottle.

conceal something

Do I look like I might be trying to conceal something from you, hu-dad?

something I found

Oh, this little thing? Just something I found on the trail.

put it down

What do you mean you want me to put it down so you can tell what it is.

baby shoe

See, just a baby shoe. And, no, I have no idea where the baby is.

All mine

But it’s mine! All mine!

As the saying goes, “If the shoe fits Typhoon’s mouth, at least he is quiet.”

8 Comments

  1. Dina on April 14, 2014 at 5:42 pm

    That is the saying all right!

  2. Little Reufus on April 13, 2014 at 6:37 pm

    O I deu love that story!!! Way teu score, Typhoon!!!

    I deu try teu sneak in the occasional pecan, but yeur story reminded the Mom of a story she told me… One day while out on a walk, she noticed her golden girl Comet had “the face”… and out she spit a G.I. Joe army helmet. The next day, again, the face… and out she spit a G.I. Joe machine gun! The Mom turned around and urged her… let’s find G.I. Joe!

    wif lubbs from Little Reufus

  3. The OP Pack on April 13, 2014 at 5:26 pm

    BOL – Maybe that baby’s mother is a Herd fan and will see this post:)

    Woos – Phantom, Ciara, and Lightning

  4. The Ao4 on April 13, 2014 at 12:32 pm

    Can your hudad tell you have something just by the look on your face? My mom can do that. I haven’t found any shoes on our walks, but somehow my mom knew I found a real treasure yesterday and made me spit it out. It was called “an acorn shell yuck maggie”. Have you ever had one of those? I liked how it felt in my mouth.
    Yours sincerely,
    Margaret Thatcher

    • D.K. Wall on April 13, 2014 at 4:10 pm

      Yes, he is really magical that way. He likes to tell the story of when Kodiak tried to smuggle some treats in his mouth. Hu-dad noticed that Kodiak had cheeks puffed out like a chipmunk and thought maybe, just maybe, Kodiak might have something.

  5. Jenna,Mark “HuskyCrazed” Drady on April 13, 2014 at 12:12 pm

    Thats actually kinda creepy that you found a baby shoe! Eek! Hope whoever it belonged to wasn’t lost or something!!!!!
    Happy weekend to you!
    ჊ husky hugz ჊ frum our pack at Love is being owned by a husky!

  6. Furbabys on April 13, 2014 at 10:47 am

    Well That’s inetresting! I’m thiinking Typhoon is meant to be a detective doggie 🙂 seriously I think most dogs need a job! Something they are born to do and we as humans have to figure it out by their actions. Typhoon could be a Private eye <3 He picks up clues along his walks..

  7. Sea Wolf on April 13, 2014 at 8:51 am

    So cute. And always the talent for storytelling and capturing the moment. Ones head must always be so full of ideas to take pictures for. 🙂

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