We just returned from a road
trip to Auntie Adri’s in Carolina. Once home the gang banged down the hill to
check out the status of the neighborhood.
Given how late in the day, I
planned to let them fast through the night and feed breakfast. Kibble stays in
the gut up to fourteen hours, so a fast is good for them.
Blondie and Chi settled on
the sofa, Robert Redford and Lucky in the chairs. Seemed like the right plan,
until Lucky trotted through the house with the measuring cup in his mouth, the
cup I use to scoop his dog food. He came into the back bedroom, dropped the cup
in my lap and returned to the kitchen to sit by the bag of dog food, where the
others joined him.
The dogs had spoken.
Nonverbal communication reigned. Over dinner Robert Redford commented how smart
a human I was to be able to relate the scoop with it being time to eat. Chi mentioned how difficult human training is
in general.
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