Another Ability of Jack's

Remember I posted about Jack's special ability?


Well, he has another, but this ability has gotten him into trouble many many times. Last night he went abit too far and got himself into serious trouble!

While the humans were having dinner at Scuba's house, Auntie Sam went into the kitchen to get more rice. Jack sneaked in behind her, went straight to the garbage bin, used his muzzle to lift up the lid, put his whole head inside the bin and rummaged out a huge chicken breast bone.
HC went up to Jack, caught hold of his muzzle and digged out the huge bone. After that, she started to slap him real hard and hold down his muzzle.

In order to get Jack to learn a bitter lesson, HC leashed him and 'threw' him outside the house. She closed the door on him (HC : I leashed him very near to the gate in case Jack went crazy and start biting the neighbours.)

We, the dogs were quite petrified and didn't dare to go near the closed door. I was sitting on Auntie S's lap while throwing worried glances at HC who was fuming.

Only Ginger dared to go near to the closed door.































After a short 5 mins (probably an eternity to Jack), HC opened the door slightly and took some pictures. Auntie S laughingly said that since we started the blog, the humans never fail to take pictures even when they were angry.

A sorry looking Jack.















Of course HC didn't let him in immediately. She opened and closed the door like 3 times, each time scolding him and making him do a down position.


Finally, he was allowed back into the house. But still got punished to do a 'bang'




















Scuba's grand godmother was saying Jack's so smart to lift open the rubbish lid. But why can't he learnt to do something useful instead? like Sunshade's unlocking car doors ? What is the use of learning how to lift up the rubbish lid and rummaged through it?

Auntie V then got a bright idea and wanted to get Pepper (Jack's petrified of Pepper, and Pepper hate dogs) and Jack to take a picture together.

Pepper hissed and hissed non-stop. Jack tried to move away several times.














So this is the 'closest' picture HC could take.


Amidst all the scolding, punishing, slapping, door slamming and cats hissing session, I was tucked safely on Auntie S's lap.

And where is our dear Tommy.....???

Hiding behind the coffee table and sofa. Far, far away from the evil cats, dogs and humans.














(Tommy wasn't smiling.. he's panting nervously)

And the fur-owner of the house ?

In La-La land despite the commotion.




(HC : I hated it when Jack or Joey steals food. Most times, they will spit out the food whenever I scolded them, but meat and bones are a different story. Their motto is : Eat now, 'die' later. I remembered once, on a Christmas Eve, I bought only ONE chicken curry drumstick and rice for lunch as I was anticipating a heavy dinner. Just when I was about to eat, Jack poo on the papers. I went to clear the soiled papers and didn't realised it was a ploy by Jack to steal my chicken drumstick.I was real upset and whacked him really hard and left him outside the house for 20 mins. I had to eat plain rice with some curry sauce for my Xmas lunch. reallyupset....
After that bitter lesson, Jack had not stolen food off the table for a long time.
I hope he learnt his lesson last night, and will not rummaged through the bins again. But I seriously doubt he can remember cos chicken bones are just too irresistable.. sigh )