It was a Thursday afternoon when Katie decided to eat a chicken Cesar pita. This one small decision changed a little dog’s life forever.
Katie and Oreo sat on her bed while she read a book and ate a chicken Cesar pita and Oreo gazed lovingly at Katie’s lunch.
I never get to eat the yummy human food, Oreo sighed to himself. I wish I could have just one human meal to see what it tastes like.
Katie saw Oreo looking at the pita and gave him a little piece of chicken for him to try.
“Katieee!” yelled her little brother Christopher, “I need help with my math please!”
“Ok, I’m coming!” Katie replied.
She then took two bites of the pita and set it down on her bedside table while she helped her little brother with his homework.
This is when Oreo had a brilliant idea to try and get a hold of that delectable chicken Cesar pita.
Oreo eyed the bedside table from his seat on the bed. He discovered the bedside table was much further from the bed than he had thought, preventing him from being able to jump from Katie’s huge king bed all the way to the bedside table.
“I’ll have to get off this bed if I want to even attempt to get the pita.” So Oreo jumped of the enormous bed onto the hard wooden floor.
He began examining the area around the bedside table, sniffing around the objects lying on the floor. He saw a pink ottoman next to the bed, black and white cords spiraling around the bedside table’s legs, a brown purse and pink flip flops to the left of the table and a plastic box with books on top next to the flip flops.
Oreo’s first thought was, “If only the ottoman were closer to the table, I could jump on it and get the food so easily!”
“Maybe that plastic box with the books on it will work, all I have to do is push it close enough to the table and walk right to the food; no…that will not work, it is too heavy for me to move.”
Oreo observed the area again wondering, “How will I get up there?”
He smelled around the table’s legs, “There’s all these weird wires, hmm, what are they used for? I wonder if I can use them to get me up there. Hmm, maybe Katie dropped some food on the floor.”
Sniff. Sniff. Sniff.
“Darn, nothing!”
I know she just gave me some chicken, but I want more! It was so tasty! I must get that food!
Oreo knew he was a great jumper, but the bedside table was so tall, he wasn’t sure if he could make it, but this was the only way to succeed.
“I know if I run and jump the hardest I ever had, I will be able to reach the pita,” with more examination of the floor space Oreo realized that there was enough room to make a running start.
(backs away from the table)
“Ok, on 3…” Oreo said nervously, “1-2-3!”
Oreo ran so fast and pushed with such force that he was able to jump slightly higher than the top of the bedside table. And the food was just close enough to the edge so that he could grab it in one mighty swoop!
“I did it!” Oreo barked.
Oreo grandly feasted on Katie’s chicken Cesar pita with more pride than the greatest king that had ever ruled.
A few minutes later, Katie came to her room to find her chicken Cesar pita gone and the plate it was on, lying on the floor.
“Oreo!” She yelled.
As she walked around her bed, Kate found Oreo sitting on the floor with scraps of pita bread in front of him and a huge grin on his little furry face.
“Oreo,” Katie laughed, “how did you get up there, you silly dog?”
Katie couldn’t be mad at Oreo, for she knew his determination to get her pita was so great, seeing that this little dog mustered up enough energy to reach on top such a high table.
From that day on, Oreo had the confidence of a pit bull, ready to take on any obstacle that came his way.
The End.
