#dog stories
Shock and surprise.
Awe and amazement.
Delight and disbelief.
Cooper…the official mascot, greeter, customer-relations specialist and squirrel chaser of Arlyn Vineyards…is befuddled, bewitched and bamboozled by the bounty of biscuits that she is about to be blessed with by yours truly. For today is not just any normal day…it is Multi-Biscuit Monday!
You see, with the large number of demanding doggos that roam the highways and byways of Newberg, Oregon, it is necessary for me to have a very strict rationing system for biscuit dispensation. Each dog gets ONE biscuit per day. No more, no less. That is fair. That is the rule and it will be followed. But, like all rules, there have to be exceptions for unique and “special” circumstances. Therefore, in order to help keep things simple, I have decided that the aforementioned one-biscuit rule is NOT applicable on any day of the week ending with the letter “y.” So you can see here the absolute joy on Cooper’s face as she discovers that today is indeed a “special” day that is replete with a veritable cornucopia of cookies. Cooper can barely contain her excitement at the good fortune of her human’s package arriving on Multi-Biscuit Monday. What are the odds? For if I had delivered it on any day *other* than Multi-Biscuit Monday (or Triple-Biscuit Tuesday, Wealth-of-Biscuits Wednesday, Three-Biscuit Thursday, Four-Biscuit Friday, Six-Biscuit Saturday or Seven-Biscuit Sunday) she would be out of luck and limited to one puny, meager treat! It would be a tragedy of unspeakable proportions. But I am glad to say that, on this lucky day, Cooper has hit the jackpot!
By Scott Hodges.
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“Is this all you have for me? I’d like to speak to your manager.”Most of the pups on the back roads of Newberg, Oregon are grateful for the treats that I bring, but there are a few who can be more than a bit entitled and hard to please. Case in point: this choosy chihuahua who chooses only the choicest chunks of chuck, chops and chicken to chew upon. Observe the manner in which my generous offering of not one but two delicious pork flavored milk bones has been utterly rejected with the sneering disdain that can only come from the sort of refined and distinguished palate that yours truly is unworthy of feeding. This fastidious four-legged connoisseur of fine and fancy dining believes that by ignoring my initial donation, I will be forced to dig deep in the biscuit box for the specific flavor of biscuits that can meet her lofty standards. Only *after* I have paid tribute with an offering that she deems to be worthy will I be granted permission to deliver her human’s package and then depart the premises.But there appears to be some sort of a discrepancy in her dietary demands. You see, this is the second time I have delivered to her home this week and the second time in which my initial offering was rejected. Yet the two inferior biscuits I tossed out yesterday…the ones she ignored with utter contempt…are now nowhere to be seen. What could have possibly happened to them? Where did they go? There are no other dogs here to eat them, yet they have disappeared. How could this be? My mind races, trying to wrap itself around the mystery of the missing biscuits, until the sordid truth becomes clear; I have been played. This duplicitous doggo is not nearly as picky as she has made out to be, she simply allows me to *think* she is so that I will offer additional biscuits in a futile attempt to please her. Then when I have departed, she can clean up on the perfectly acceptable treats that she pretended to despise! Some might consider her behavior to be cheating, but all tactics are fair in the quest to extract goodies from the Unlimited Puppy Snacks truck!
By Scott Hodges
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This is Jake in Bellevue, WA shaking me down for treats. I’m a new driver, training on a route for a driver that just retired. Apparently the recently retired driver took really good care of Jake. I’ll make sure to have treats for him while I’m still training on his street going forward
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Our awesome UPS driver Tony… here in Newberry, Florida… always brings a treat for our Standard Poodle Fiona when he comes to deliver. Fiona gets so excited when she sees the big brown truck coming up the street, knowing her friend Tony is coming. These two have bonded so much, that Fiona will now take a treat from Tony, before she made me get the treat and save for later… Fiona never eats a treat unless she is inside house. Well, now… Fiona takes the treat from Tony’s hand, gives him a wet kiss and then plays with the treat wanting Tony to try to get it back, before settling down to feast on it. Our UPS driver Tony is a very special, friendly, ‘Fiona approved’ guy, and we are so lucky to have him delivering packages and friendship in our community!
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