{"id":3092,"date":"2015-04-27T17:09:23","date_gmt":"2015-04-27T22:09:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/w0ep.us\/TM\/?p=3092"},"modified":"2015-04-27T17:09:23","modified_gmt":"2015-04-27T22:09:23","slug":"paxton-and-the-nutty-bar-wrapper","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/w0ep.us\/TM\/?p=3092","title":{"rendered":"Paxton and the Nutty Bar Wrapper"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>MFH (My Favorite Husband) and I decided to wait a little bit after dinner to have our post meal Nutty Bar. \u00a0This distressed Paxton, because he feels it is his doggie duty to sit and drool with sad, pleading puppy eyes, in a vain attempt to get a bite for himself.<\/p>\n<p>9 times out of 10 his attempt is a fail. \u00a0The thing is, every now and then, he gets a nibble, so it really is in his best interest to stick around. \u00a0You know&#8230;just in case.<\/p>\n<p>Like I said, this evening after dinner, we decided to wait for a while. \u00a0Paxton was bent out of shape at this turn of events.<\/p>\n<p>So, just a little while ago, I tip-toed into the kitchen and opened the fridge (we keep the Nutty Bars in the fridge or else they get really melty in the warm Mississippi weather).<\/p>\n<p>I opened the the refrigerator door. \u00a0No Paxton. \u00a0So far, so good.<\/p>\n<p>I very carefully took a package of Nutty Bars out of the box and closed the door. \u00a0Still, no Paxton.<\/p>\n<p>I walked to my desk and took the teeniest, tiniest corner of the package of Nutty Bars and gave it an itty bitty tug.<\/p>\n<p>*crinkle*<\/p>\n<p>BAM!<\/p>\n<p>There was Paxton. \u00a0At my side. \u00a0Paw raised. \u00a0Asking for a bite.<\/p>\n<p>How do dogs DO that!?!<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/w0ep.us\/TM\/?attachment_id=3093\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-3093\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-3093\" alt=\"11025705_743108205809318_725150082713173502_n\" src=\"http:\/\/w0ep.us\/TM\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/04\/11025705_743108205809318_725150082713173502_n.jpg\" width=\"720\" height=\"960\" srcset=\"http:\/\/w0ep.us\/TM\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/04\/11025705_743108205809318_725150082713173502_n.jpg 720w, http:\/\/w0ep.us\/TM\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/04\/11025705_743108205809318_725150082713173502_n-225x300.jpg 225w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 720px) 100vw, 720px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>MFH (My Favorite Husband) and I decided to wait a little bit after dinner to have our post meal Nutty Bar. \u00a0This distressed Paxton, because he feels it is his doggie duty to sit and drool with sad, pleading puppy eyes, in a vain attempt to get a bite for himself. 9 times out of [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[6,8,5],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/w0ep.us\/TM\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3092"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/w0ep.us\/TM\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/w0ep.us\/TM\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/w0ep.us\/TM\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/w0ep.us\/TM\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=3092"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/w0ep.us\/TM\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3092\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3094,"href":"http:\/\/w0ep.us\/TM\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3092\/revisions\/3094"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/w0ep.us\/TM\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3092"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/w0ep.us\/TM\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3092"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/w0ep.us\/TM\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3092"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}