This week, I had a close encounter with a recliner that tried to eat me.
I know you're saying that
couldn't happen, but believe me, it did and profoundly impacted my life.
I shall never fully trust furniture again.
There are three recliners in our living room. One
belongs to my Mom and me, one to my Dad and me, and one to me. It is
where I go to chew my bones and play with my toys. I had no idea it was
alive and hungry for a puppy.
The incident began with me innocently sitting on the
recliner chewing a bone when I stretched my back legs and felt
something plastic on my paw. As soon as I hit it, the angry chair began
to vibrate as if I had awoken a horrible beast.
I jumped down in fear of my life. The beast
vibrated, letting out an awful yawp as the footrest rose, ready to snap
up whatever was on the seat cushion. While mourning my seemingly lost
bone, I looked at my parents, and all the fools did was laugh. Were they
in on it too? Was the fabric stretched across the chair created by
Audrey III, the Little Shop of Horrors plant? Did they fatten me up to
feed their chair? I barked at my parents to do something, then saw a
loose kibble under the leg lift. "Hold everything," I said, then ran
under the chair and ate the kibble. I may have been scared and scarred,
but kibble was kibble. After I ate it, I motioned for everyone to carry
on with the death-defying drama.
Finally, my Dad took action by walking towards the
beast, picking up what looked like a remote control and first pressing a
button which caused the chair to lower its foot jaw and then stopped it
vibrating. He patted me and told me I was a funny dog. I was highly
insulted, but thankfully, he had laughed so long he got the hiccups for
an hour, which was sweet revenge.
I stood at the chair for a minute. It seemed to have
settled, and I am not a dog who gets who gives into fear, so I jumped
back up on the chair and went back on it to enjoy my bone.
But I will never forget that this chair tried to eat me, and I will be on God for the vibrating and leg lifting to start again.
Personally, I just unplug that thing,
But no one listens to the Griffon.
You poor baby… those monster chairs are known for eating small dogs. Glad you survived, sweet baby.
ReplyDeleteFrom Jax and Chipper!!!!
ReplyDeletePoor Ruby! Just wait until you meet the evil washer! Call me and I will help you yark at all the evil household "things" that scare all of us little dogs!
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MJF barked at the coffee maker when it was new and making its gurgling noises. BOL! We barked and worried about all the uniformed peeps who came in here and stole our pawppy a few weeks ago...at least petcretary was smart and followed them and stole him back:)
ReplyDeleteThose chairs are here, too...butt they don't vibrate, else we would have even more stuff to be on guard about.
Ruby Rose glad you didn’t let your fear of it stop you from getting back up here.if that is your chair then would’ve wise to unplug it. So proud ud ofit and even finding a kibble undercutting retrievehe kibble. Love you Dallasband Belle
ReplyDeletesomeone as to feed that recliner so he will no longer attack cute little pups....
ReplyDeleteGlad you survive Ruby Rose.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you survived that evil chair. You've got to be careful and your peeps know that too.
ReplyDeleteHave a woof woof day and week. My best to your peeps. ♥
Seriously scary, Ruby!
ReplyDeleteGosh Ruby, you clearly have a fancier (and more aggressive) recliner than the one in our house!
ReplyDeleteOh Ruby Rose I 100% believe that recliner's can eat a pup or kit.
ReplyDeleteYears ago I was trying to get our first cat into his carrier for an annual check up. He went into the flap of fabric at the back of the recliner then into the bowels of the recliner. I had to cancel his appt.that day
Hugs cecilia
That is awful. I am glad you survived.
ReplyDeleteDang, it really is scary when the furniture turns on you!
ReplyDeleteOh no! How can you ever trust furniture again? I think your people need to buy all new things, and they should all be for You and none of them should vibrate. The end.
ReplyDeleteMy goodness, that must have been so scary for a little pup like you Ruby Rose!
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