Monday, June 7, 2010

Dogs know the clock

Every morning Schatzi wakes up Dad between 5:15 and 5:30.
The same exuberant jumping on him, running back and forth, waving the flag .
If you go to bed early, 5 a.m. is doable. and I am usually awake already when she hops around squeaking the green Willy. Occasionally, a crow yells into the window and Schatzi is up immediately. They must be in cahoots. I am not moving , hoping she would stay longer in bed, but no such luck. She knows what time it is.

The dachsies slept as long as possible and had to be evicted from the bed and carried down stairs.
I really don't remember if they ate breakfast in their older years.
I just knew, that Schnapps, our # 6 was awfully skinny and ate plenty more than the other two. He started a day with a large piece of german rye bread with liverwurst, sort of an appetizer , before the real breakfast of meat and rice.Liverwurst was a favorite, because they took medication and the pills went down easy.
During the day they always had Science diet dry dog food available.

Dinner time is 5: 30 and Schatzi knows that time too. About 10 minutes before, she comes from her hiding place in Dad's office and sails into her basket, to see how dinner is coming along.
For dinner I cooked for our dachsies for many years, mostly turkey. Before the government slapped another regulation on the butcher shops, we could buy frozen turkeys and have them saw them into large chunks. You could fill half the freezer around Thanksgiving and the meat lasted for many months.
Faustimaus of course knew the clock perfectly. It was her job to make sure dinner is not forgotten.
Dinner was at 5 and she started her dinner dance an hour before.
Just a polite woof at first, to let me know, that I don't seem to be working on dinner yet. Can't smell anything , and where are the doggie dishes ? Fausti got more insistend and started dancing in front of the fridge, stepping forward and backward , back and forth and barking. The other two were expectantly watching the performance. Finally, dinner is on the floor and everyone is happy.

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