Life With Three Dogs: The Stolen Pizza

Dogs are like children. Fun, but a lot of work. But just like my kids, I wouldn’t want to live my life without my dogs.

When I had just one dog, it was relatively easy. Then we adopted a 2nd dog and it was more fun and a bit more work for me. Last year I accidentally rescued a 3rd dog and my once calm house turned into a crazy zoo! Sure they are all cute, but it’s a zoo.

An example of the daily zoo-like chaos occurred yesterday when my 8-year-old neighbor unexpectedly knocked on our front door. Unexpected visitors and 3 dogs are not a good combination. One dog barks, the other 2 assume there is a murderer at the front door and they all go into “attack mode”. Basically, chaos erupts.

Through the barking, my neighbor told me she had come over to see if my daughter wanted to go to her house for a playdate. I was starting to make dinner so I told my daughter she could go over for a ½ hour but that she needed to come back for our “make your own pizza” night.  I had the dough and all the ingredients already out on the counter. Each of my kids was going to personalize their own pizza.

My daughter went out the front door, and suddenly my middle dog lunged out the door at the neighbor. He didn’t try to hurt her, but he jumped on her and suddenly I see feathers everywhere. His nails had sliced a hole right down the back of her goose down jacket. She started spinning around and feathers flew out. Which made my dog go bananas. She began to run, and he chased the feathers.

I ran after both of them, hoping my dog didn’t think he was chasing an actual goose! Eventually, my neighbor and my daughter got out of our yard and past where my dog could run. Safe.

I walked back into my house with my dog, laughing about the scene. All those feathers flying. Me yelling, the 2 girls hysterically laughing. Wait a minute. I stopped abruptly. I realized I now owed my neighbor a new down coat!  UGH.

I opened my front door and I immediately sensed something was wrong. My house was quiet. Where were my other 2 dogs? Silence. Surely they witnessed that scene outside. But they were quiet.

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I walked into my kitchen and found them. Quiet as could be. Eating everything I had put out on the counter for dinner. E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G. The pizza dough, the sauce, the cheese, the pepperoni, the mushrooms. All of it was gone. Well, not completely gone, there were crumbs everywhere.

And it was at that precise moment that I decided to sell all 3 dogs on eBay. Really cheap. Don’t let the cute faces fool you! They are EVIL.

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4 thoughts on “Life With Three Dogs: The Stolen Pizza

  1. Ha!! I loved reading your story! I can’t tell you how many meals we have lost to our Golden. Knocking on the door gets the same reaction out of everybody in this house! Dog acts like a jumping fool, cat tries to sneak through to get outside and my two boys dart to see who it is! A circus is what is happening here at all times!

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