The Adventures of Recalcitrant Toy

Well, the Hobbes seems to be doing quite well after his surgery, despite being blind. He's slowly learning how to navigate more and more, but the prednisone he's still on (though tapering off) seems to be causing a rather "interesting" side effect of continuing ravenous behavior, despite how much he's already eaten.

Cue pizza. dogpooh ordered pizza last night since we were both tired and hungry. Hobbes was on the floor in the bedroom. Now most of the cresteds have difficulty getting onto the bed, so they usually hop onto the loveseat at the foot of the bed, then hop over the footboard to get to the bed itself. This is a trick when you can see, never mind when you're blind, but the power of pizza is not to be discounted.

*Sniff* went the nose...and the next thing we knew, Hobbes had scaled the loveseat, hopped nimbly over the footboard, knocked Wes over and STOLE his pizza. Not just a bit, but the WHOLE PIZZA. *nom nom* and two slices had disappeared down the gullet of the now smiling Hobbes. "He stole my PIZZA" was about all that dogpooh could say, as the smiling Hobbes seemingly asked "whose pizza?"

The rest of the night we were treated to doggie pizza farts.