My career as a thief...

Was sort lived!

Wednesday night was an ordinary night. Papas was eating a pear, mamas was doing online fashion research and I was trying to score some nummies. So, I put on my cute face, growl, bark, beg,sniffle, jump, put on my cute face again and what happens, nothing. NOT A THING. I am so adorable, how can anyone resist? Even once in a while mamas gives me something, but always in a bowl, my bowl, why I am not sure? But.. I tell you always in a bowl, fancy with my kibble... maybe she is trying to tell me something. I am not sure.
So, back to the story at paw. Papas, gotta love him, put his pear core with some nibbles perfectly sized for a chi still on it, and he wrapped it in a paper towel and hid it behind his back. I sniffed it out, remember I have the nose of a blood hound. I nibbled, I licked and I got the towel away. I am so cute, papas thought I was nibbling at him, trying to snuggle. (I am slick.)
So, I get under papas and nibble on the towel till it is out and hooray.. I am then at my prize.

I grab it and run. PAPAS RAN AFTER ME! So rude. I got a chance to nibble and get a bit but then I growled and dropped the pear. It was to big for a chi to keep in his mouth so I dropped it and papas took it away from me.

Sigh...