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Kobe and the Hot Dog Cover Up

I'm a naughty little boy & I know it.

Thanks to Ben’s post about his dogs getting into his trash over the weekend I’ve been reminded of one of the funniest things Kobe has ever done in his 6 years with us (and he does a lot of funny and silly things). Stop reading now if you could care less about dog stories. Although I think this ones a goodie.

Kobe wasn’t even a year old yet and he was probably around 5 pounds of cuteness. Wade and I shared an apartment with my sister, Kara, and our friend, Lindsay. Kobe was in that phase that puppies have where they get into EVERYTHING. We all had to keep our doors closed so that he couldn’t get into our rooms and demolish our shoes, underwear, everything. We had gotten to the point that we could leave him out of his kennel when we were going out for a bit and he behaved himself for the most part. This one time in particular though not so much.

The Devil made me do it.

Wade and I came home to find trash spread throughout the kitchen, dining room and family room. It was everywhere. What was it in the trash that could have smelled so delicious to Kobe that he NEEDED to get in there? Damn dog. As we begin picking up the trash we notice an empty hot dog wrapper. Then we remembered that we had thrown out a package of old hot dogs earlier that day. I couldn’t remember how many we had thrown out but I know it was at least 3 but probably more. Wade and I stared in shock at our small dog. How could a 5 pound dog eat 3 or more hot dogs? And these were the long hot dogs nonetheless! What a piggie! Kobe just rolled on the ground looking at us with his fat belly which appeared like he had swallowed a softball. Well, that explained his swollen stomach. He looked miserable so I decided that was punishment enough. He had definitely stuffed himself silly.

Do you have any more hot dogs in here?

After we had all the trash picked up Wade and I settled onto the couch to watch a movie. Kobe, probably worn out from stuffing his pie hole, sprawled out next to us. Halfway through the movie Kobe got up from his spot and started digging at a couch pillow on the other end of the couch. I figured he was just trying to get comfortable, that was until he slowly pulled his head out from under the pillow with a half eaten hot dog in his mouth. He slyly jumped down from the couch and tried to sneak into the kitchen to eat his little treat. He knew he was being naughty, that is what was so funny! Not so fast you little rotten dog! I yanked the half eaten hot dog out of his mouth. He looked at me w/ a face of disappointment. He had thought he was going to get away with it! After Wade and I giggled a bit at his antics of hiding the portion of the hot dog he couldn’t consume we settled back in to finish the movie. But Kobe wasn’t done yet. He wandered into our bedroom. I figured he must be up to something and so I quietly followed behind. I watched as Kobe started digging at Wade’s back pack that was lying on the ground. What in the world could he want in there? Does he want to do Wade’s homework? But then he slowly pulled another full hot dog out from underneath it! What a little stinker hiding hot dogs all over the apartment! I allowed him to think that he had gotten away with it for just a bit so I could get Wade and tell him to come check it out and then pounced on him. He dropped the hot dog to the ground and rolled onto his back. He surrendered. We scolded him for being a naughty dog, but secretly laughed at our little boy. He had been trying to be so sneaky! Luckily we didn't find anymore half eaten rotten hot dogs around after this.

I've got to brush my teeth after all those hot dogs!

We determined that day that we have a very sly little bugger on our hands. And he’s quite smart too saving the hot dogs for later. Too bad we rained on his hot dog parade.