Murphy's law : April 2017

Hi there!   It's me......Murphy!    It has been forever since I've posted on my adventures!
I hope you all remember me!

My nose works overtime. This is what I hear a lot.    My humans, other humans, my obedience trainer, my neighbor, even those nice humans at my pediatricians office say that my nose never stops working!       My humans were given information to read and it has to do with dogs noses.   Tracking. I have no idea what tracking is......but Pack Leader told Love Giver my nose goes on and on when we are walking on the trail.   I don't know what my nose knows. But I do know this.....my nose knows there is usually something interesting or smelly or both!      Apparently, we Retrievers use our noses overtime!
I'm not going to do any tracking, but my nose does lead me to some things I'm not suppose to investigate.    Like Skunk odor.   My, oh, my that smell is fabuliciously interesting!    Pack Leader tells me to "leave it" (a lot) because she doesn't want us to tangle with a Skunk.    I don't think tangling is what I would do.....I just want to get a closer ~~look~~ smell at whatever a Skunk leaves behind.   Behind.   BOL!

I'm sixteen months.    And for the first time EVER my nose got me in big trouble!      Pack Leader was cooking chicken.    And I was quietly relaxing on my cozy big dog bed.     Not for cats.   Dogs only.     But something caught my noses attention.    Something very mouth-watering.   Unlike the odor that comes from Skunk.....this scent was full of herbs and juices.   I remembered this smell once before.    When we were having Easter lunch at Deep Creek Lake.    A Chef at Black Bear Tavern & Restaurant was grilling something with the same smell.    I wasn't permitted to have any of the smell-good-whatever, but my humans were eating it.  And they were smiling, so I knew it had to be good.          And then it happened.    Pack Leader walked from the deck to the kitchen and sat a large white plate on the table.    She forgot to tell me to "leave it", so I just thought it wasn't off limits.      My nose began to sniff and take in the wonderful unlike skunk scent.   Large strands of drool came from my mouth.    I couldn't resist anymore.    I went in for the kill.   Or should I say, I went in for the retrieve.   I rarely hear Pack Leader scream.   Her scream sounded as if the stinky Skunk was visiting us in the kitchen!
And there I was.    A rather large chicken breast sticking from my mouth.    Drool and Jamaican Jerk blended together.    I didn't know if I should just swallow the whole piece of chicken or to drop it and give her the look of guilt.   You know, the cute one.   The look you give when you just ate the top off a flip-flop.    You know it's wrong to sit on Sassy Cat but you do it anyway and then give the look.
This time.....the look didn't work.   Plus I had the slimy chicken in my mouth while I was cornered.   Oh, bother.    I tried.

Needless to say I drank a lot of water that night.  Jamaican Jerk is salty and very spicy.      I searched for Forever Human to love on me and tell me everyone makes mistakes.          Nah, I knew exactly what my nose wanted!      I broke the rules.

Sometimes when Pack Leader is in the kitchen and I'm following her, she will give me that look.   I believe she's using her energy to say "Jamaican Jerk".     I turn my head in shame.    BOL!    Do you actually believe that?!        I turn away waiting for her to FORGET again!

Rule #101 for human:   No plates unsupervised.
Rule #101 for dog:        Lay low.

I had such a great time at Deep Creek Lake!    We spent spring break there and it was the best lake vacation I have ever had!     The weather was perfect, the water was mine all mine and Forever Human was home from school for eight great days!