A few months ago we got a new puppy. Her name is Chloe and she’s an Australian Shepherd/Border Collie/something else mix. She definitely keeps us on our toes, as demonstrated one night when I was getting the rabbit’s supper ready.
I prepared Oreo’s (the rabbit) dinner like always: dry food with some romaine lettuce and carrots. I set it in his cage because he was still running around the house. It was almost his bedtime though (we lock him up during the night so Callie can’t terrorize him while we’re asleep), but I wanted to show the husband a video I’d seen online. So I went to the computer room and found the video. The husband had been outside with Chloe. I called him into the computer room when he came back in. We watched the video, then he wanted to show me another video he’d seen so we watched that too.
Anyway, then it was time to get Oreo back into his cage so we went into the living room to look for him. Chloe sat on her pillow in the middle of the living room floor, chewing and looking at us over her shoulder with a guilty expression. I stared at her, but I swear it took a few moments for it to register in my brain what she was doing.
She had gone inside Oreo’s cage, grabbed a mouthful of carrots and lettuce, and took it back to the living room to eat it. She was chewing on a carrot with bits of lettuce strewn all around her when we walked in. I took the carrots and lettuce away–while laughing–and she still tried to go back into the cage to get more.