If only our children were so well behaved. I just walked in to find the dog still as can be, poised over some food the girls had abandoned on the floor. Since it’s one less thing for me to bend over and pickup, I told him to go for it. He promptly gobbled it up with —I swear—a smile on his face.
I’m just wondering exactly how it occured to him to stand there and wait for permission. It’s certainly not the norm among the human children around here.
Wow. I wish my dogs would wait for permission.
And stating once again that I CONSTANTLY forget that you have a dog.
Maybe he was deciding whether or not it was palatable…