This is the “tail” of a goofy Newfie and nine cans of Ravioli! One day, quite recently, Mom had a Very Stressful Appointment. She received some information that upset and concerned her. Now this appointment only confirmed what Dash and I had been trying to communicate to our Mom but had not been listening to us. I had been trying to tell her and had even used the Ultimate Alert System, where I put both paws on her shoulders and then I put my nose on the area that needs attention. Well, Mom just thought I was being a “silly dog”.
After her Very Stressful Appointment, she came home and was quite upset. We tried to comfort her with licks and cuddles! Mom thought I was too stressed to be left alone when she and Dad went to a short business meeting so she left Dash to babysit me! Can you imagine?!?
Well, this was the perfect opportunity for me to try to get the message across to Mom – Again! I looked around for something to catch her attention and there they were: Nine innocent cans of Chef Boyardee Ravioli!

“Perfect, I will rearrange those!”. I took them into Mom’s bedroom. But the delicious smell…Oh, the smell! I had to bite into the cans to taste them. Out squirted a red, gushy yummy sauce all over my pillow! But I couldn’t quite get anything to eat. I snatched the next can and chomped it. “Gush”! Great sauce but no food…I better keep trying. This can was confiscated by Dash who climbed onto Mom’s bed and started “writing” a message of his own. I tried a third can and tossed it under the dresser. No food – just sauce.

I was expecting this ( see my picture of ravioli) but was only getting “red” gushy ink. Would Mom get my message? Six cans to go!!

Woofs and wags,
Bella