|He can't eat alone
||[Jan. 7th, 2007|03:29 pm]
So yesterday my neighbor came over to clean my house. I'm disabled and I can't do this stuff on my own. She moved Byron's food dish into the kitchen, it was in the front room. Today he started barking at me and giving me what for. He would ask me to follow him into the kitchen, then bark at his food bowl. He would then take some food in his mouth, walk back into the front room and drop it on the floor. |
He would wait till I followed him in, then with great aplomb, eat each piece of kibble. I got the hint. I picked up his food bowl and moved it back into the living room. He ate his kibble with relish, and is not sitting next to me on the couch watching the world go by.
And talking to it. Oh yes, we must let every one know our opinion of the world and all that are in it.