I just need to get a few sneaky things off my chest. There's been a bit of sneakiness happening around my parts - some good and some bad.
Sneaky Thing #1
Toby and I are quite enjoying our evening walks most days. On one of our walks we go past a house with a solid gate that you can't see through. And behind that gate lives one of the sneakiest dogs in the world. He sits quietly behind the gate where you can't see him and just as you're passing he attacks. But not literally. He barks ferociously and jumps at you and generally does all he can to give you a heart attack. We call him 'The Stealth Bomber' and I have the feeling that as we walk off into the distance with our hearts beating out through our chest walls, he's sniggering and chalking up another to his tally of victims.
Sneaky Thing #2
I'm fairly careful which aisle I choose when I'm in the grocery store. I generally look for a short one - that's a no-brainer. But I'll also check out basket contents - the fewer, the better. And then I look for grey hair. I know. I know. It's very ageist of me BUT I have good reason. It's a known fact that older ladies like to have handbags with lots of zippered compartments in them. And it's a known fact that older ladies can be occasionally forgetful. So put a forgetful person in charge of a handbag that has way too many hidey holes and you get a LONG wait. Usually the handbag is so large, because of the need to have so many compartments, that the owner needs to put it down on the counter, totally preventing the next person in queue from putting down their item (which is usually something incredibly cold and not in a basket because you only needed to pick up one thing.)
Last week I selected my aisle carefully - short queue, person in front had healthy chestnut locks and a fairly empty basket. It wasn't until she tried to pay that I realised that those chestnut locks had come out of a bottle. Sneaky! She couldn't find her wallet, couldn't remember her pin number and I couldn't put down my ice cream. By the time she managed to pay for her goods I had lost circulation in my fingers. Luckily none of them needed to be amputated. Beware the sneaky dye job!
Sneaky Thing #3
Luke told me yesterday that he'd been teaching Toby a new trick. He balances a bit of food on Toby's nose and, on command, Toby flicks it up into the air and catches in his mouth. Luke was very keen to show me while he was having dinner and I was so excited about seeing the new trick that I had to record it.
As you can see it's a work in progress - or a total fail UNLESS you're someone who doesn't like green beans. Luke doesn't. He eats them under duress. And he managed to empty his plate of them right in front of me without eating a single one! Major sneakiness!!!
Sneaky Thing #4
I have to admit it was me who was sneaky. The thing is, Iven has a habit that drives me to distraction. He's a little older than I (10years) and came from a 'waste not, want not' background. It pains him bitterly to throw anything out and that does include mouldy jam or bread. His most frustrating trait though is putting back the Vegemite jar in the fridge when it's empty. I think that he's being lazy and doesn't want to wash it up but he'll swear black and blue that there's enough spread left for at least another sandwich - maybe even a couple.
I pulled out the Vegemite jar from the fridge the other day to find it as good as empty and decided that two could play at this game. I diligently scraped every last morsel from the inside with my best scraper and returned the jar to the fridge.
The next day I found that it had been replaced by the new jar. I think that's the first time in our 26 years of marriage and I'll chalk that up to a win to my sneaky side.
So has anyone else been sneaky or been on the end of some sneakiness?