I leave the mobile phone charging on a shelf in the kitchen where I keep pills and salt and stuff, and eggs which I like at room temperature, because its a convenient powerpoint and doesn't get in the way of much. Normally when it rings I think to disconnect it first, but I was in a rush just now when it rang, and forgot to unplug it so of course pulled everything down, including the box of eggs. The eggs hit the corner of the antique dresser - I'm house-sitting - but only one broke, so not too much damage; I'll get the dog to lick that up.
"Yoshi, come here! Come on little dog, another breakfast for you! " Yummy egg, what dog could resist?
This dog! she cautiously approach, had a sniff, looked at me slightly offended, and went back into the kitchen to sit on her haunches, saying "I thought there was some food for me."
The egg dropped and broken into the wheel-foot coaster started to soak into the carpet, the deep-pile cream-coloured carpet.
"Come on! It's egg. Yum. Here, I'll show you..." Nope, not interested.
In lots of ways having a nervous minature is slightly annoying but quirky, like when she needs to climb on my shoulder to escape bigger dogs that scare her at the dog beach - like miniature foxies and those savage silky terriers. It's kinda cute. She has such delicate little feet and is so pretty. And most people aren't too scared when she comes racing out onto the street to bark like crazy with her hackles up.
But not eating eggs is really just taking the whole delicate thing a bit far.
This dog just doesn't work properly, and I'm wondering if she's still under warranty.
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