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Thursday, December 3, 2009

Can I buy them?





















Last night, Nanuq and I visited the patients at Central State Psychiatric Hospital, Petersburg, Virginia. One of the patients asked the staff if he could buy us. She told him "no" and he became frustrated with her. No matter how many times she explained that we belonged to our parents and were not for sale, he still wanted to purchase us.

Nanuq and I thought about when we want things and mom and dad will not let us have them. Sometimes, we do not complain, but other times we pull on our leashes and try to get "the desired prize" anyway. No is a hard thing to accept sometimes whether you are a psychiatric patient or a furry dog.

Authority figures are placed in our lives for a reason. They are there to protect us. Mom and dad do their best to protect and help us understand we can not have everything we want.

Recently, I stole dad's homemade lasagna off the counter. I have been told over and over again not to take food. I am to wait until it is offered to me. Normally, I obey, but lately my parents have been fixing some really good smelling food. I have been tempted beyond belief.

After consuming half a pan of lasagna in a few fast gulps, Mom put me in a down so she could clean up the few remaining spatters. While I laid there I realized why mom and dad told me not to eat things that are not offered to me.

My tummy began to grumble. It was so good going down, but now I do not feel good. I had an upset tummy for a day or so. It really was not worth the few seconds of gratification I received while consuming dad's lasagna.

Just like the psychiatric patient, I get cranky sometimes when I do not get my way. I am trying to remember my parents know best. God put them in my life for a reason. Today, Nanuq and I are going to try and obey and not give in to any good smelling temptation that comes our way.

Woofs and Wags,

Sitka

15 comments:

RCUBEs said...

Great lesson learned Sitka! And that applies to all of us since we are all faced with different temptations and still, we are stubborn at times to not listen to our Parent.
I think I would have eaten all those lasagna too! Sounds so good! :)

Deborah said...

Sitka, that is a nice post and that is a very good lesson everyone should try to learn!
Thanks!

Parsley said...

Not only do we not get our way sometimes but waiting is hard. Good lesson Sitka! Sometimes we ask for patience but want that patience NOW! haha

Edie said...

I'm trying to obey too Sitka. Some lessons take more practice.

Dear Lord, please help Sitka and I both to overcome temptations and choose obedience instead. In Jesus Name, Amen

((Big Hugs))

Yaya said...

Oh our dogs have stolen their fair share of human food too....

Emma Rose said...

Hi Sitka,

Thank you for visiting my blog. You have a WONDERFUL place here. I will come back often to see what you are up to :)

Kisses,
Emma Rose

David C Brown said...

At least you get to do something useful; all I do is sit around in a tank all day,

Regards,

Gus
(Terrapin)

blueviolet said...

That's a good lesson and one we can all certainly relate to.

Ina in Alaska said...

A very valuable lesson, Sitka. Red Velvet Cake and now lasagna!! Sometimes I give my little ones leftover pasta mixed in with their food, a little is a good thing, but not half a pan!! xoxo

Denise said...

Sorry you got sick, but glad you learned your lesson sitka.

Karen said...

Good lesson in obedience and why it is so important...and the picture is beautiful!

Deborah said...

Hi,
Just checking in! Thanks for all the nice comments you leave on my blog!!
I truly appreciate them!

Angie said...

Consequences for instant gratification are a good lesson for all of us! Thanks for sharing Sitka.

Leslie said...

Oh Sitka! You didn't! My weakness is the trashcan. Or as my dad calls it, dumpster diving! I just can't help it. My youngest human brother hardly ever finishes a meal and there it sits on top of the trash. My humans (except for my mom) always forget to close the door to where the trashcan is kept. I can conveniently slip in there and steal something. Most of the time I get caught though!

I really love it when our neighbor puts bread out for the birds. Yum!

Woof and Wags, Otto

Jessica Cangiano said...

Poor Sitka dear, I can certainly understand what lead you to do a "Garfield" on a pan of lassanga, but I hope that in the future you will remember the tummy ache this incident caused you and think twice before being a (human) food bandit.


Sending big hugs (and peppermint tea for sore tummies) your way!
♥ Jessica