Hands up who doesn’t enjoy spoiling their dog? Play is high on the agenda for Little Bear but for Annie, true Labrador that she is, spoiling equals FOOD!
My indulgence of choice for them is Lily’s Kitchen Wild Venison and Rabbit hotpot. As I don’t eat meat myself I struggle buying meat for the animals, but I have less of a problem buying wild meat that met a swift surprising end than I would something that had to endure a farm and an abattoir. It may not be everyone’s logic, but it works for me.
So they get a tin between them as a weekend treat with a few of their regular biscuits on the top for a bit of a crunch. What’s fascinating though is their different reactions.
Dancing Bear
Little Bear, normally fairly laid back about his food will be whimpering and dancing on his hind legs, sniffing the air with unbridled delight before running full pelt to his food spot and sitting like an angel – albeit a suddenly starving one.
Annie, wagging from the minute I pick up her bowl doesn’t seem excited by the smell they way Little Bear does which is strange, because even I think it smells good and I’ve not touched meat in over twenty years! No, Annie doesn’t get super excited until I dip the cup in the biscuit tin. At the first sound of plastic on dog biscuits she’s hopping all over the kitchen like a wallaby on speed. There’s no accounting for taste, bless her cotton paws.
Oh this silent/coded language that us pet owners have with our pets… It’s as demanding as the one we speak with our children but with ournpets it takes on a sweet and endearing tone 🙂 lovely post, read you soon, Alexandra
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Thanks Alexandra 🙂
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And then she poo’s in the living room. Sweet thing!
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