The Pepperoni Puppy
Everybody's read the book, "When You Give a Pig a Pancake". It's a whole book of cause and effect about this cute and crazy little pig. What you're about to read here, is "When You Give My Puppy Pizza Toppings". A few days ago, I was eating pepperoni for lunch. We had bought a big pack of them and they had been sitting in the fridge for about a week. So I was leaning against the counter, eating pepperonis. Ryleigh had never had a cold pepperoni before, and was staring up at me with big, sad little eyes. I told him to stop begging and he did. When I finished my pepperonis, I gave him one for being good. I went into the front room and started watching TV on our DVR. 15 minutes later, Mom yells at me from the the kitchen. It's not very far from the front room. She asked, "Did you give Ryleigh a pepperoni?" I didn't know I wasn't supposed to and Mom didn't either until this very odd behavior. I answered with a yes and the words "Fix him!" came back to me. Oh boy... So I walk into the kitchen to see what the problem is. I look at Mom wondering what the problem is. "Fix him..." and she points to the little white dog sitting beside the kitchen table, licking a pepperoni. He sat with it in between his oustretched arms, and glared at anyone who came near. Ok, this is a 20-pound rat terrier with a pepperoni that believes he's a threat... Birkleigh walks up near Ryleigh. Rowrh!!! Ryleigh launched out at Birkleigh screaming and swinging, and then goes back to his pepperoni. I don't even think he touched Birkleigh. Ryleigh was laying by his pepperoni as if it had never happened. "Fix him..."

The Scallop Savage
This time, it wasn't my fault... The following story is real... It took place on Sunday, April 2nd, Ryleigh's birthday.
I'm sitting in my room, just sitting... I was very bored, so I walk downstairs to play with Ryleigh. He's sitting by the couch all alone with something in his mouth. I come up to him and reach out to pet him, only to find myself sitting my my hand in the air. Ryleigh ran as fast as he could across the room. I saw a small, tan object in his mouth. I tried to grab him but he ran again. He being very protective of this thing...
"Mom, did you give Ryleigh a treat?"
"No..."
"I think he's got something.."
I chased after him and finally stopped, waiting for him to drop it. I could tell it was squishy.
Dad yelled across the room: "Is it a scallop?"
Mom replied with, "It can't be, I gave him a scallop 15 mintues ago!"
I snatched the whatever it was from Ryleigh. I held the slobbery scallop in my hand...
"Yeah, it's a scallop..."