Stink Eye

No one can stink eye like a dog.

Having got up at 6am to feed his Majesty, two carefully prepared bowls of rather tasty food, I poured myself a cup of coffee, grabbed a banana cupcake and retired back to bed. Normally at this point, there is a session of dog worship. He’s allowed on the bed this one time, after I’ve put a cotton bedspread over my precious heirloom quilt. He gets admiration and intensive strokies.

So I settle into bed with coffee and banana cupcake beside me. I call him. He comes bounding in and does a standing leap onto the bed. And then he freezes. The nose swivels. The nose wiffles… and then swings inexorably towards my banana cupcake. He begins to reach for it. I tell him No in a very decided voice. He lies down, reluctantly, still sniffing. I pick up my cupcake and he thrashes upright. Well, OK then. He’s not going to give up. He gets more NO!

He leaps off the bed and hunkers down into his best sphinx position. I dig in. I glance down and I am getting stink eye unto the seventh generation, straight down the barrel of his aristocratic needle nose. Clearly, in his mind banana cupcakes are ALL the property of Mouse Dog, I am now eating his food, and it is beyond the pale. I hold his eyes while I bite into them, asserting my dominance over this tasty, crumbly, bananan-y morsel. He stalks off in outrage, and is currently sulking on his bed. Note to self: do not eat banana cupcakes in front of dog, it is mental cruelty.

Mum 1, Mouse 0.  Mwahahah!

49 thoughts on “Stink Eye

  1. HAHAHAHAHA … and the battle begins 🤩

  2. Next year’s National Rally is in MUDGEE NSW

  3. magpiesue says:

    Hang in there Mum!

  4. Lynda says:

    “Mwahahah!”

    Indeed! Love that photo too. Never give in to the stink-eye. It will only lead to trouble. BTW, you have me Jones’n for something featuring banana baked goodness! As it happens; I have frozen bananas to spare. Starting my oven!

    • katechiconi says:

      I can do stink eye back, and he knows how that goes… still, we’re back on good terms again. He had his morning walk, got hot and then I hosed him down with cold water. A good shake, and then back in the cool house for a snooze. He loves that!

  5. The oldest of our two dogs is 13. He lives on entirely homemade food, nicely cooked ground turkey or ground chicken with sweet potatoes and peas. He also gets organic dried beef treats and the occasional chunk of cheese while I’m cooking. I still haven’t broken him of the tendency to cry, yes cry, when I have the audacity to EAT in front of him. As my daughter tells me, dogs are opportunistic eaters. They know the soulful eyes, the upraised paws, and the willingness to stuff themselves has an evolutionary advantage. Except with today’s dogs, most of them overfed and suffering from health issues because of that. I remind myself regularly that our dogs are not characters in a Dickens novel. They are living their best lives. Fluffy dog beds and all.

    • katechiconi says:

      Oh my. Mouse hasn’t taken the emotional blackmail that far.
      I’m acutely conscious of the dangers of over-feeding a greyhound, so he gets fed carefully measured quantities and protein-rich treats. Which is why I get depressed at the prospect of him snarfing down 3 cupcakes he doesn’t need or digest well. I’m getting the soulful brown eyes as I write this, from a sleek, glossy hound lounging on his outsize comfy pet bed and pillows… He’s telling me starvation is imminent. I’m not buying it.

    • Steph says:

      “Our dogs are not characters in a Dickens novel”!! Love it!!

      I will remind myself regularly of this too, and probably should cross-stitch it and hang it on the wall!

  6. That’s how Daisy and Mouse differ – Daisy’s priority is always strokies, a banana cupcake would always come second.

  7. Mousie, I quite understand… as I read, and comment, I’m sitting in bed with a cup of coffee with the Deez laying across my feet… and we’d both like a banana muffin 😍 S’not fair 🐾

  8. manicmumdays says:

    😂🤣😂🤣 Dogs and Toddlers = “Stink Eye Pro Level”

  9. Steph says:

    Oh Mousey.

    Shinee was unhappy with me last week- I was out too much, not authorised by her, including Friday when she had the run of only half the house due to tradies coming and going in the rest. When I got home late Friday night she would not even look at me, let alone greet me. She sat next to Tim and put a paw on him, gazing past me: “This Boy is my friend. You, Girl, are nothing to me”.

    • katechiconi says:

      Oh, fickle Shinee Whippet! Mind you, Mouse Dog is a terror for showing favourites with me, making the poor Husband feel a bit unloved. All he wants is doggo to jump up and greet him with a waggy tail. Instead Mouse has to be coaxed up off his bed and trudge over to sniff the Husband and tell him he smells funny. Which he does, his work clothes all covered in diesel and coal dust, but it’s rude of Mouse to say so… I have to say, I have been forgiven the banana cupcakes ever since I gave a hot and bothered Mouse a nice cool shower with the hose when we got back from our walk. Still slightly damp, he sat in front of a fan with a big grin and a lolling drippy tongue, portrait of a happy hound.

  10. This is hilarious and the way to tell it is even more hilarious. I’m having a good giggle here. Hold your ground though. It’s like a toddler having a tantrum without the screaming over not getting what they want. Mouse will give you fodder for your blog for years to come.

    • katechiconi says:

      I’m holding on! The latest funny is his antics coming inside through the sliding door. I leave it open just enough, to prevent too much cold air escaping into the hot outside. He has a rather inflated idea of how wide he is, because he’ll stand there eyeballing me and not coming through. I’ll get up, open it half an inch more and in he trots, happy as anything because he made me come and serve him!

  11. tialys says:

    You must stand firm and hold on to your bananas otherwise you will become his slave. It’s my cats who have subjugated me as they don’t speak human and have no shame. The dogs at least pretend to respond to ‘no’ every now and then and have the grace to look sorry even if they don’t mean it.

    • katechiconi says:

      He responds pretty well to ‘no’, the trick is to catch him at it! I’m not quite enslaved yet, I let him know quite clearly when he’s crossed the line. Sulks result, but then he pretends nothing has happened.

  12. nanacathy2 says:

    If looks could kill….

  13. oh my goodness that was so freakin cute to read 🙂

  14. gwenniesgardenworld says:

    By the looks of it, he needs a lot of banana cakes, he is soooo skinny !! lol

  15. anne54 says:

    I do hope he has the RSPCA on speed dial, as he is obviously mistreated!

    • katechiconi says:

      Yes indeed, starved and beaten, neglected and left on a cold hard floor with only a little torn blankie. Or in fact, carefully and lovingly fed, petted and cosseted, with a large and opulently comfy bed with blankets and pillows.

  16. Joanne S says:

    Ha! That Mouse certainly has a keen personality!

  17. rutigt says:

    Sometimes they are sooo humanlike! 🙂

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