Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for February 18, 2010

If my dog acted like that he might never eat anything again…..

Poncho must have been a drill sergeant in one his past lives.

My dog does act like that, with about 5 minute accuracy. After 10 years I’ve finally given up trying to train her not to. It’s one of those really annoying traits that I’ll miss when she’s gone.

My cats have an ingrained sense of time as well, and they tag team like wrestlers when I don’t get up fast enough to suit them… :D

I would flat never have a pet around that did that to me. I’d either get rid of Poncho or kill him.

I would venture to say this is an exaggeration of how our pets are at times.

Like Esobocinski stated, I’ll miss it when it’s gone!

my shadow wakes me.

It’s PONCHO time….

My dog had a much quieter way of letting me know that it was time for food. She would come up to me, look me in the eye and lick her lips.

It’s not that big of a deal until daylight savings time hits. Dog’s internal clocks don’t adjust.

My old cat was the same way. Simpson never understood the difference between a work day and a day when you can sleep in, let alone when daylight savings ended each year.

Fifi is the same way, but we started setting an alarm clock, and when she starts her song and dance, I point to the clock, and say “Mr. Buzz-ard said it is not time yet”. She sets in front of the clock and whines till it Buzzes. I leave the clock set to “normal” time even when the time changes, so she stays on her schedule. I am retired by the way!!

Mine comes to the bedside and puts her paw by my head. She now has me trained so I get up at 6am. She also knows when it’s time for lunch, time for a run, and time for a trip outside before bedtime. I don’t need a clock any more.

My mom had a Boston Terrier that started waking her up in the middle of the night for a chocolate fix instead of a potty break. Needless to say, he started his withdrawal from chocolate soon after.

“Dogs do it. Cat’s do it. Even hungry wives who want you’re butt out of bed, do it…”

To wake me, my first dog would ram the bed with her chest so the mattress shook. She adjusted for DST. My cats would ever so gently touch my face with their paws. Another dog would, ahem, french kiss my husband when she wanted him to get up.

Yet another dog liked to entertain himself until we woke by sticking his head under the curtains to look out the window and barking at birds, animals, or nothing. After he figured out we didn’t like this, he’d do the same thing only quietly woof to himself so he wouldn’t wake us. That’s when we realized he was doing it to amuse himself.

I miss all of them to distraction.

Your pet stories warmed my heart. Thanks to you all.

Isn’t Poncho’s tail tip similar to Satan’s? Could explain a lot.

No Carmen? Where is Carmen? Is he in the doghouse again?