The Mutt That Cried Chicken ....

Regular visitors will be more than familiar that we are the owners of a mutt called Mushu

who is possibly smarter than a bag of peas

but there are times when I wonder if the peas may have one up on him

Mushu is the sort of thick that makes you wonder if he is in fact a genius

but no... he then does something to remind you just how stupid he truly is

he is a gorgeous, cuddly, funny, toy throwing, licking, snoring machine

who recently got a rather unique haircut which I talked about in the last post

so unique it may in fact require a visit from the groomer

and what happens every time she turns up just reinforces how stupid he truly is 

adorable but thick is the best description I can think of

if you think I am being a bit harsh, just click on some of those links... this is one dumb mutt

despite his apparent dimness, Mushu does love chicken

which works well as I have been drawing chickens this week

as homework exercises for Sketchbook Skool

and he will pretty much do backflips at the sight of it

which is twice a day... breakfast and dinner

he gets a bit of warmed chicken with dry food mixed in... yes warmed!!!!

and on placing his plate down he hoovers it like he has never been fed

I swear to you if your hand got between him and that chicken you would lose a finger

He loves it soooo much that he has been trying to trick an extra breakfast from me

and actually scammed me the other day

which does reinforce the possibility that he may in fact be brilliant

But this week it all went horribly wrong for him

I came down the other morning after being unceremoniously woken up

by said mutt standing on my chest and licking my eyes... truly gross way to start the day

but it was effective as I was out of bed and downstairs before you could spell dog saliva

and then he started the morning dance

he sits at the fridge door looking hungry and pathetic

he gently taps the door, then comes and looks adoringly at you

then taps your leg and back to the fridge

this dance of patheticness goes on for some time

but after being scammed once I was having none of it

I was immune to his mind games

even when he was particularly persistent

In fact he kept it up all day

every time I headed into the kitchen he would do his chicken dance

he even bought in his rubber chicken toy at one point

though I think that may in fact be chance rather than evidence of brilliance

because he also brought me his moose and his french toast toy...

but I held strong until Sinus came home

and was feeling pretty good about not caving like I normally do

until Sinus tells me that he didn't feed him before work as he usually does

it seems Mushu refused to get out of bed due to the cold so Sinus decided not to feed him

for the first time in 10 years!!!!

Of course Mushu was then lavished with appropriately huge meal

and lots of cuddles from Phantom and I

to make up for the uncaring sod that we call Sinus

but I do have to say Mushu has to take some responsibility 

after the scamming that has been going on...

I can happily report that he has fully recovered from the trauma

and is happily curled at my feet at the desk as I paint my new-ish tea cup

and he is serenading me with his contented full belly snores...

happy painting and Paint Party Friday all...xx

Here is the link to Tuesday's post....

The Holiday Hangover...