Our dog has proclaimed a new National Holiday. Please adjust your celebrations accordingly.

The innocent victim.

The innocent victim.

Pretty sure Storm just had the best day of his life yet again. These seem to happen quiet a lot lately but as he’s excitable I suppose it’s acceptable. We were sitting in the lounge room which faces the street and he just saw the garbage truck stop and pick up our garbage bin as he was looking out the window.

Anybody who lives in suburbia knows this is a common occurrence but if you are a Golden Retriever this simple act of rubbish removal is the most incredible event to have ever occurred in your life.

Storm told me about it later on and couldn’t hold his excitement. According to him the truck stopped out the front of our house as it was making a grunting noise. It just sat there for a few seconds and Storm thought the truck could see him thought the window. He was a little frightened so sat silently and watched what would happen next. Suddenly the “claw of death” flung out from the truck and violently tried to strangle the rubbish bin. They both fought for a short time and shock from side to side, but the claw finally won the battle. Without warning the claw of death flung the bin up above it’s head in some sort of dominate behaviour and ate the entire contents of the bin as it was flipped upside down in a show of embarrassment which was helpless against such a powerful attack.

Once the truck had finished disrespecting the rubbish bin it was simply dropped on the ground and moved along the road as it consumed the contents of the bins along the street. Storm was impressed by the actions of the truck and hasn’t stopped talking about this event all day.

He couldn’t contain his excitement and nearly exploded when I mentioned that this strange event occurs every Thursday (excluding public holidays) Therefore after talking to Storm we are proud to proclaim today the “Best day in the world” because of the events that occurred out the front of our house. This new official day will last until next Thursday which will also be the best day in his life when the garbage truck will return and repeat this event.

This is your official notice, please update your scheduled to take note of this new day. We will attempt to make Thursdays an official Public Holiday but are having a few legal issues with local Government officials who don’t want us in their office to discuss such a new and important celebration.

They just don’t know the simple things in life, like the day when the garbage truck comes past your house. They don’t know what they are missing.

Everybody knows garbage day is not on a Thursday for everybody. I would tell Storm this but I doubt he’d understand. It can be our secret.

It’s difficult to communicate when you speak a different laungage to your enemy.

You’ll meow at me therefore I’ll bark at you so you’ll turn around and meow at me so I’ll bark in relataiton but you’ll then meow to show you are more powerful but I’ll show you how louder I am by barking so you’ll then speak your mind by meowing so I’ll bark back and you are an idiot and I hate you.

The end.

For once I did something wrong, and Storm promised not to tell as he’s not certain of my motives. 

Not my proudest moment but here it goes. After getting over the disappointment of working on a Sunday I decided to feed Storm before leaving the house. Everybody else in the house was still asleep so it was just myself and Storm awake. 

I filled his bowl with his food and walked away as he started eating. Weirdly I heard slurping sounds, weirdly because I’d fed him dry food snd not that wet slop you buy in cans.  I could tell from the sound he was really enjoying his food despite the fact I was slightly confused by the sounds that was coming from his mouth.

Can you tell. by the dismissive way Storm looks at the camera that he’s comcerned for my motives. He knows what i did but he still doesn’t say anything.

I don’t know if Storm thought I was an amazing genius or a complete moron but either way he didn’t say anything, he just keeping eating. He had the common decency not to make fun at the fact I’d poured his dry food straight into his full water bowl instead of the correct location next to it, and to be honest I doubt he cared. It’s a logical conclusion to make that he assumed he had discovered a new and exciting dry dog food soup and he better eat it quickly in case it was only an illusion.
It’s not my proudest moment but Storm walked away content so maybe no harm was done?