At least you drink beer in bottles. We had a lab mix who used to steal cans of beer we’d store outside in the cold for parties. We didn’t realize he’d taken them until we found the empties with teeth marks in the bushes.
Oh, and wait until the pooch learns to open the cabinets to get into the trash. Ahh, the joys of pets.
To continue with the sligh hijack -
My ex-husband and I (while still married) decided to sneak off for some afternoon delight one day while the kids were napping. We are in the midst of it and the radio was on so I didn’t hear my 3 1/2 year old come in. We had locked the door but he had seen me ‘pop’ it open with a butter knife a few times before.
Him - Mommy, what are you guys doing?
Me - (shocked and horrified) - oh, nothing, baby, Daddy is just hugging me and we are wrestling.
Him - nuh-uh, you are rubbing potty’s (where he got this idea or word I have no idea). :eek:
I was horrified and thought for sure I scarred in some way. However, he is 12 now and seems to not have been affected.
Letterman had a beer-fetching dog on Stupid Pet Tricks last night. Have you taught him to walk on two legs as well?
Argh. I’ve had similar problems to this.
My dog is a mutt, adopted from a shelter. No clue what she is, exactly, but the vet think she’s got some German Shepard, something small, and some Alaskan Husky. She really, really likes chasing things, running, and exploring. Frighteningly smart. We’ve always kept our kitchen garbage can in a cabinet under the sink. As a puppy, she learned to open it. We had to go out and buy those child-lock things where you need to pull really hard to open the cabinet.
Then she learned how to get into her dogfood. We buy big 50-lb bags, dump it all in a big can that we keep tightly closed on the floor next to her bowl, and scoop some out at chow time. I come home from school one day, and the lids off. Okay, I didn’t close it all the way this morning. Only, it kept happening. I finally figured out that she somehow managed to claw/nuzzle the lid off. Talented dog. Problem solved by stacking empty soda cans on top of the tin - she hates the noise when they fall.
And thus began the NinjaPooch’s long history of getting into things she shouldn’t. Garbage cans, my closet (she sheds like nothing else), various kitchen cabinets, and, yes, the fridge. She’s good at pawing at doors until they open if they’re not totally latched. The magnetic closure on the fridge just isn’t strong enough. Thus, we run a strip of duct tape from the handle to the counter next to the fridge (about 6 inches). Problem solved.
But isn’t it amazing how dogs do things like that?
Not the Lab. Did it with a beagle once.
Hmmmm… That didn’t sound right, did it?
I taught a beagle how to do that once.
Scary sometimes. (and not always in just once sense of that word.)
Couple of months ago, I get a call from my dog walker at about 1:00 in the afternoon. The house is full of gas. He kinda panics, and can’t figure out what’s going on, or get it shut off.
I tell him to open all the windows and get out of the house with the dog. I rush home, thinking I going to be seeing a big flash in th sky ahead of me.
I make it there, rush in, and turn off the shut-off valve. Turns out, the Lab turned on a burner on the gas range. He must’ve been trying to get to something, and his paw hit the knob in just the right way, pressing and turning it. (I didn’t use the stove that morning, and the gas couldn’t’ve been on all night, or I wouldn’t be writing this.)
Now the knobs are removed and kept in a drawer, except when I’m cooking.
Funny, he doesn’t seem suicidal.
I have to keep my sliding glass door locked because my pit bull will let himself out while I’m at work. He won’t do it if anyone else is in the room with him. It’s no problem in the summer, but he doesn’t close the door shut behind himself and I’ve come home to find the furnace running and the glass door open about 14 inches. When I ask him about it, he hides in his kennel crate.