I’m Sandy and this is my corner. A real one, not the internet kind.
My corner is an awesome place because it is the only place in the kitchen where a dog can get a treat.
I know. I have tried.
I sniffed near the counter where there was food. All I got was “No!”
If you’re thinking, ‘Sandy, put your paws on the counter! You can reach!’ I already tried that.
It was the first thing I did when I came into Suzanne’s house. Apparently she forgot that it is rude to yell at a guest. She is really serious about ‘no paws on the counter’ so I haven’t done it since.
Suzanne opened the refrigerator, so I stuck my head in to find myself a treat. “No!”
Then the food cupboard was left open. Not my fault she walked away – all the way across the kitchen - and left the door open. I thought I might find a treat there. “No!” and no treat.
Suzanne was cooking so I figured I would get under foot to see if I could help a treat drop from the counter. Suzanne is really cranky when she is cooking.
I was beginning to think I wasn’t going to be able to get a treat in this house.
got a mat for me to sit on. It is more comfy than the tile floor so I like it.
She put the mat in the corner of the kitchen and I sat there.
Suzanne brought me a treat – delivered it!! I didn’t have to beg for it or find for it myself. I sit there on my mat in the corner. And treats appear!
She even tells me how good I am when I do that. Really? I sit and wait for food to appear. How hard is that? This human really is a strange one.
Now when Suzanne is cooking, I sit on my mat in the corner and she isn’t so cranky. I know the treats will appear.
Sometimes all I get is pets and told I am good girl. It is sort of a treat. I like the attention and often enough there is a food treat.
I can tell you – in that kitchen, if you aren’t on the mat in the magic corner, you aren’t getting a treat.
You know where to find me.
© Copyright Suzanne Grosser