Today I'd like to talk about manners. Manners are stupid. Manners for Siberians are REAL stupid, bordering on insanity. By now, one would think that Mom and Dad should know that. We've been around for several years now and one would think they know we don't do anything we're "supposed" to. It's just the way we are and I'm guessing it's really why they love us. They're just in denial. In spite of our mannerless nature, I'd like to think that I'm not too bad. Take this incident for instance. Here comes Dad with a bowl of ice cream. Most Siberians - myself included - LOVE ice cream! In fact, we love just about anything that goes into a human's bowl. This particular evening I was really wanting some of that ice cream. Now, Dad knows he's not supposed to be eating in this room. He was trying to sneak it and was being real quiet so Mom didn't catch him. I'm a smart guy. I'm an opportunist. So I decided to take advantage of the fact he wanted to keep it quiet. I started out being real subtle and mannerly-like. See:
Now wouldn't you think that he'd give it up at this point? Nope. He wasn't budging. All I heard was "Echo! Where are your manners??!" Manners, schmanners. Did that discourage me? Not even remotely. I sat for awhile figuring if I stared at him long enough and let out a few "WOOOs", he wouldn't want me to blow his cover and let me have a couple spoonfuls. But no. It just wasn't gonna happen. So, it was time to bump it up a notch. See:
Guess what? I got some!