"Zoom"... That is excellent!
And True

Don

Our 2 beagles are strictly dog food pups. They don’t beg, stare at you, or otherwise use the power of their minds to weaken you into giving them people food.

But any time you are preparing something in the kitchen and something hits the floor, a single tap of your foot will bring them flying like tricolor projectiles. I have been known to “accidentally” drop an equivalent amount for the second place arrival out of pity.

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Originally posted by OMCHamlin:
I remember when Hope, my faithful old Sheltie girl died. The next evening, the first evening after she passed, I didn't know how to finish eating, without sharing some with my gal. Little bites of food, pulled off and stacked on the edge of my plate for her.
So I just sat there and quietly cried...

I felt the same way after my last one died. The next day I stopped and got a burger and fries from the local joint and took it home. "Who's going to help me finish the fries?". Dang dog loved french fries, especially with fry sauce.

That, and whenever I had meat (steak, pork chop, etc...), he always got the last few bites. He was always so polite about too. I'd give it to him on a fork and he'd close his mouth over it and let me pull out the fork before he'd bite it.

Damn I miss that dog!

It shouldn't come as any surprise...dog may be man's best friend, but a dog's first loyalty is ti it's belly.

Our Cats know the sound of the Costco Roasted Chicken container.

Man's best friend? How about who ever feeds them's best friend.

Its the sound of the bread box opening that triggers a high speed cat response at my house.
And the cat is a huge fan of.... Tater salad!

I could slip into the pantry as quiet as drifting smoke to get a handful of peanuts, but every time I opened the pantry door our English pointer would be standing there wagging her tail, waiting for her share of the loot.

For one of my previous GSDs, it wasn't snacks but her regular meals. She would jump up run around the bottom floor of our colonial house barking. As she passed through the living room, she would pause long enough to pick up her dog bed and toss it, then begin the next round of running around the ground floor. This would continue until whoever was getting food for all the dogs returned.

We had a rescue bulldog for a few years and he was a serious chickaholic. If we roasted a chicken or in any way were preparing poultry, he would come stomping into the kitchen. His antics included a kind of tap dance he could do with his short little legs and since his arthritis and general construction limited his mobility, he would smack you on the ankle until he got his share of chicken pickins. He was old, arthritic and partially blind when we rescued him but he had chicken radar like no other dog we've ever had.

Ken

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Originally posted by Anarion:
It shouldn't come as any surprise...dog may be man's best friend, but a dog's first loyalty is ti it's belly.

That sounds like Bailey ... She's now a full grown Black Lab and 9 years old, and it probably has something to do with her weighing nearly 100 pounds.