March 7th 2009 11:30 pm
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The Mom has been after the Dad NOT to feed me any people food. The Mom is no fun. All because she can't feel my ribs. Hey, I don't go poking you in the side, do I? (on second thought, maybe I do when I'm laying in the Big Bed and feel a good sssstttttttrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeeeeeetttttttccccccchhhhhh coming on... hee hee).
So, anyway, yesterday I scored. BIG time. From the Mom, no less. It wasn't people food, but it was treat after treat after treat after treat. All I had to do was give the Mom my paw. Give paw. Here you go. Treat for Dixie. Num num num...
The Moms been pulling this "give paw" thing for the entire six months I've lived here. But yesterday, I GAVE paw. And got a treat. Gave paw AGAIN. Got another treat. Showed the Dad. Give Paw. Paw given. Treat for Dixie. Showed the Brother. Another treat for Dixie. Boy, if I knew it was so easy to train the Mom I would have given paw six months ago!