A true comedy of errors

 This post will require you to use your imagination to get the full effect of hilarity. I'm not giving you any photos because I didn't get any, so you'll just have to combine my words with your very own brain. Ready?

Our ridiculous dogs love the ends of cucumbers as well as apple slices and various other people foods. I'd set aside my baby cucumber ends from a salad for Liam to add to their dinner of dry kibble earlier this week. 

Honey guards her food and doesn't understand that by eating it, where it is then INSIDE her where Bos can't get it, everyone could continue living our lives in peace. Instead, she'll growl at him and hunch as menacingly as she can, poor old thing. Because of this, and because Bos it a total hog who eats everything and anything including rat poison, crayons and puzzle pieces, we have a baby gate slid across the entrance to our "library" which is the fireplace room and our dining room and where we feed Bosley. He's too dumb to realize he could just push it over, and she can't push it down because it rests against the railings on either side. So he'll stand on the step and stare at her, she will growl and bark at him, we yell at both of them... good times.

Anyway, the gate was up because Liam had already separated them and had given her her dinner. I asked him as he was foisting himself over the baby gate with Bosley's full dog dish in one hand, if he could please hand me, in the kitchen, the broom and dustpan which are in the corner of the library just beside the baby gate and step. He grabs it with one super long arm, but in the attempt to flip it towards me, I hear "oh NOoooooo" as he managed to clip just the edge of Bos's dish, which then rained kibble and cucumber ends all over half of the library. 

Bosley thought it was manna from heaven and was dashing around trying to Hoover up everything in a single slurp, I'm bent over the railing and laughing so hard I can't even take the broom from Liam, and he's bent over the gate and the railing laughing too hard to hand it to me. 

We are still finding pieces of kibble days later which we then toss to Bos who thinks he's getting treats. I don't think he even tastes it as he inhales it. 

I guess the moral of the story is don't try to go over the baby gate in your robe whilst holding a full dish of dog food while ALSO reaching for something else to maneuver.

However, if I'm being honest, the TRUE moral of the story is that even though everyone says, "get a rescue dog; it'll be fun..." yeah, hard pass on that... #NoGoodDeedGoesUnpunished