: Sat here at the kitchen table eating my lunch, fiddling on the laptop, putting up with the smell of partly laundered dog/vague foxy smell, when I think "Awww....cute.....she has her head on my foot.... " Get up to make my coffee and realise why I was getting the attention : Dropped a pretzel chip under the table and I was blocking the way : Suddenly lost that "loved" feeling
Re: Typical! LoL! The kennel people told me about Lady at feeding time. She eats like it's her first meal ever they said, and throws it about a bit. They spotted her one day with her nose up against the gate and bowl full of food. One kibble had rolled under the gate and she wouldn't go back to the rest until they let her out to retrieve the wayward kibble! ;D
