Pongo's domination of our household is now complete. Looking back, the phases have been like this: 1 Pongo will have two meals of kibble per day. NO TABLE SCRAPS. 2 Well, OK. He's so good. A few little bits of our plates. Sweet puppy. 3 Put up a bit more on our plates than we'll want ourselves. There has to be a portion for Pongo. 4 Lets have lamb or chicken rather than pork. Pork doesn't agree with Pongo's tummy. Yes, I know pork is our favourite, but.... And then today, we had visitors at lunchtime so we had a nice big barbecue lunch. We're not hungry this evening. We're sat watching telly, not planning to have any dinner. But.... 5 "Pongo can't settle down for the evening until he has shared our dinner. So we'd better at least have some cheese and biscuits so he can have some. Don't really want or need it, but hey. There you are Pongo, a few snackettes of cheese. Happy now? Yes, OK, curl up on the sofa and sleep now. Good boy." Pongo is undoubtedly the master of our household.