The case of the retching dog
January 22nd 2011 21:30
Scratchy and Daisy doing a Yin and Yang impersonation.
THE INCIDENT: At 6.30am today it was discovered that one of the dogs had been sick, once on the living room carpet (thanks, dog) and twice in the backyard. Judging by the freshness, it had happened within the previous hour.
THE MYSTERY: Which dog was sick? Daisy has been slightly off her food for two days, but this can be explained by a change of kibble brand. Dear Daisy is delicate about these things. Scratchy has been gorging himself for weeks on rock-hard peaches. All the lower branches of the tree have been stripped, and he has been seen standing on hind legs (I am not making this up) aiming for the next level. However, there were no peach pips in the mess this morning, ruling out that cause, if not that dog.
THE BREAKTHROUGH: Efforts to solve the question of which dog had been sick were boosted by a stroke of luck when Little Boss woke just as the dogs’ breakfast toast was being prepared. This meant the dogs were at the other end of the house, smothering Little Boss in licks and swapping details about last night’s dreams, when I called them to come get their toast. Both dogs thundered back down the through the house to the back verandah to receive their morning morsel.
THE CONCLUSION: It was therefore Scratchy who was sick last night. If it had been Daisy, she would not have shown such immediate and spontaneous interest in breakfast. For Scratchy, however, such interest is intuitive. Scratchy could be in an induced coma recovering from surgery involving decapitation and multiple amputations and he’d still thunder down the passage to get his morning toast.
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