Chocolate Brownie with a Stick on the Side.

It’s been awhile since I’ve dobbed in a dog on Beyond the Flow. However, when I found one of Rosie’s sticks parked on the plate  right next to my chocolate brownie, duty called. All of a sudden the quirkiness of living with dogs was flashing like neon lights and I couldn’t keep my amusement to myself. I had to share it with you.

Above: Zac top left, Lady bottom right and Rosie has the red collar and spots.

Just to recap on the dogs in our family…We have Lady, a 6 year old Border Collie x Cavalier who is more Cavalier in temperament. Left to her own devices, she’d love to eat and sleep all day and chase the occasional moving critter. She totally ignores balls and sticks and refuses to chase inanimate objects. Last year, after Bilbo our beloved Border Collie passed away, we fostered two Border Collie x Kelpie pups from the same litter…Zac and Rosie. They’re now about one year old. Zac and Rosie are like twins and it’s not uncommon for each of them to grab an end of the stick and play tug-of-war with each other. Lady has absolutely no interest in chasing sticks or balls, which was a big reason we adopted the pups. We were used to a crazed, ball-obsessed dog and as much as he drove us crazy, we couldn’t live without this harassment. We needed that constant pestering.

That might explain how I’ve allowed myself to get manipulated and dare I say trained into perpetually throwing the stick , or even the teeniest splintered fragments to Rosie. I’ve also found myself feeling rather fed up, and it’s a natural instinct to throw something away when it’s annoying you. However, you don’t need to be a human or dog psychologist to know that this is only reinforcing the very behavior I’m trying to curb.  Clearly, I’m being out-manipulated by a dog. Or, you could say that I’m  very well trained.

Being a true blue desperado, Rosie keeps depositing these bits of stick right in front of whatever I’m watching. Quite often, she’ll hover over my laptop and delicately remove the smallest fragment of stick out of her mouth with surgical precision and place it on the keyboard. This might even be accompanied by a gentle nudge with her paw as a polite but rather insistent reminder.  “Come on, human. Get moving!” Or, as one of my teacher’s used to say back in primary school in around 1978: “Wake up, Australia!” (I wonder if this was because Australia was generally seen to be asleep???!!)


I’m not sure why I found it particularly funny that Rosie had deposited a stick on the plate next to my brownie. There are random stray bits of stick scattered all around me and I’ve even had a stick or two go down my top. That was rather disturbing and quite an invasion of privacy. So, having bits of stick turn up in unexpected places is nothing new around here. However, it did look particularly striking on the plate and like it had been dished up…Chocolate Brownie Served with Fragment of stick. Humph…I can see it appearing on the menu at Heston Blumenthal’s  The Fat Duck in However, the very near future. The must have dish!

However, perhaps it’s what happened next which really caught my attention. Rosie goes over to my plate and unlike your average dog who would’ve helped themselves to the brownie if they’d had the chance, Rosie picks up the stick and brings it closer. Drops it on my lap. I don’t know about you, but if I had the choice between a brownie and a stick, it’d be a no brainer. Just in case you’ve been infected by a similar madness, let me just confirm. I’d take the brownie.

Rosie! Rosie! Rosie! Hasn’t anyone told you that you’re just a tad too obsessed? Trust me! We’ve tried. We even get her up on our laps, massage and pat her and try to get her to relax. It occasionally works. However, most of the time she’s looking trapped and is squirming to escape.

Clearly, she’s taking the whole working dog thing too seriously, and needs to learn about holidays.

Has your dog been up to anything “interesting” lately? Feel free to dob in your dog in the comments below. I’d love to hear from you.

Best wishes,


7 thoughts on “Chocolate Brownie with a Stick on the Side.

  1. pensitivity101

    Bless her, she wants to share, or offer an exchange!
    Maggie tended to bring one of her babies to us and put it on our lap if we ignored her for too long. Usually it’s her way of saying Baby needs a wee, when reality it’s herself who wants to go out. Now she just looks at us……… and grumbles!

  2. Kit Dunsmore

    My most work-oriented dog was our German Shepherd Cora, but even she got tired of catching frisbees. She never did get tired of keeping us all together, though, and was a terror if we tried to spread out while hiking.

  3. scooj

    Ruben, our 11 month old cocker spaniel has taken to chasing after his squeaky ball, collecting it, but rather than returning with it runs into the nearest undergrowth, drops the ball and trots off looking for something more interesting in the bushes. Losing a lot of balls.

  4. maxwellthedog

    Yay! A dog post…about time says Max, he’s missed his dear friend Lady. Strikes me that Rosie is a good negotiator, willing to trade stick for a brownie or equivalent. Thanks the doggo update Ro!

  5. New Journey

    This made both my husband and I laugh out loud, we get remnants of Frisbee’s or what’s been chewed off a stuffed animal on our laps all the time, then those big, brown, pleading eyes just willing us to see how far you can throw a small foot or piece of cloth…no matter, its in the air its golden for our pup…LOL

  6. Rowena Post author

    Hi Kat,
    How are you? So good to hear about your pup adventures and can relate to our manic experiences of fetch.
    I found this thing online the other night about what your breed of dog says about you as a person and I was amazed at how well the Border Collie owner described me: “You’re a “mother hen” type of person, where you love to take care of people and make sure they’re happy. You’re gentle and protective, and have a Martha Stewart-like touch when it comes to making people feel welcome and looked after. I feel this describes the real me, without the limitations my health places on me and also why I get so frustrated when I can’t be my self.'s+Bree…/…/Border+Collie
    Sounds like it describes you pretty well too.
    It’s been bucketing down rain for the last week here and I’ve all but gone into a coma. I was actually starting to feel quite alarmed like I was sinking underneath a river and not even trying to fight my way back to the surface. It’s school holidays here and after getting my daughter fitted for her pointe shoes on Tuesday, she’s been staying with my parents in Sydney and the lad has been happy playing in a game chatroom and having great conversations so I’m not too concerned about him missing out on the social side of things. Hope you’re all going well there.
    xx Ro

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