Mama Diaries

Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Bushwacked

I have a special talent.  Do you know what it is?  I have the uncanny ability to booby trap refrigerators.  Yep.  I stack things into little itty bitty spaces, so that if you aren't careful, you might have food topple out when you open my refrigerator. 

Usually it's everyone else who gets bushwacked by my precarious piles.  Not today.  Today it was my turn. First thing this morning, I opened the refrigerator to get some milk for my kids' cereal.  I reached for the milk, without taking out what was in front of it.  Big mistake.  Because what was in front of it was a bowl of chicken noodle soup, and that bowl of chicken noodle soup flipped right out of there, onto the floor.

My feet were covered with broth and noodles.  "Dang it!" I yelled.  I had been bushwacked!

Our German Shepherd, Schultz, heard my cries of distress. He gallopped over.  He knew just what to do.  He whipped out his big pink tongue and slurped the noodles off my feet.  Then he cleaned the floor and the walls.  By the time he was done, everything was sparkly clean (sort of). 

It's nice to have a furry friend when you need one!

23 comments:

  1. Can I have your dog? I have yet to find a dog who is a vacuum/mop, despite my sisters having a total of 16 of the things. The dogs do it for them, but with my little piggies I need a dog to clean up for me. Oh, and I totally have that talent too. Drives my husband crazy. But it drives me crazier when something is right in front of him and he refuses to see it, so we'll call it even.

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    1. LOL! Yeah, you can have my dog, but be aware that he likes to eat barbecue grills.

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  2. Dogs are so useful, aren't they? They were extremely useful in the toddler/high chair days when most of the food went straight to the floor.

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    1. They are indeed useful! My son is still a messy eater. Schultz sits by his side and cleans up the crumbs as soon as they fall.

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  3. I love Schultz! But I think I've told you that a time or two :)

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    1. Haha! Yes, and if my daughter ever decides to give him up (which she won't), you're first in line to get him.

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  4. Job well done, now all that's left is the slobber, don't slip!

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    1. Hahaha! Yeah, it's easy to slip on all the dog slobber around my pad!

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  5. *LOL* I knock things out of my fridge often too. I need a good dog like Schultz!

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    1. I'll send him over, but let me warn you, he makes more messes than he cleans up. LOL!

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  6. Hi mom!!! I told you Schultzy Wultzy would be famous someday!

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    1. Hi Jessica! Yeah, he's a celebrity over here!

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  7. My dog makes a good floor cleaner, too. When I spill something, I just scream, "treat!" He knows what that means, oh, he knows.

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    1. That's right - you have a German Shepherd, too! Ruckus? I love that name! Glad to hear he's a good floor cleaner!

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  8. that soup was good for your doggy's soul:)

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  9. Schultzy Wultzy, the-tongue-licking-canine-cleaner...
    Sounds like a slogan for a floor cleaning appliance. LOL.

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  10. Schultz is a GREAT name for a german shepherd. My father had many. all were adopted. For the first 3 or 5 he kept their previous name - Sox, Prince, Layla, Rachel, then he started naming them after children - friends children that he liked. One he named "Michael L" (L was the first initial of the kids last name) and then he formed a corporation and named it "Michael L, Inc." after the dog that was named after the friends kid. CRAZY... anyway... good boy Shultz for cleaning up the mess!

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    1. Ha! Schultz causes a lot of trouble, so it's always good when he redeems himself.

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  11. Oh, there's nothing like a dog when a catatstrophe occurs.

    Love,
    Janie

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  12. I thought I was the only one who booby trapped the refrigerator. I remember when I knocked over a bowl of sliced beets. What a mess! Beet juice all over the inside of the fridge, the floor, and all over the front of my clothes. I try to be a lot better about putting lids on the containers since that incident, but sometimes I get in a hurry and tell myself I'll do it later.

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