The other day as I was leisurely enjoying breakfast and reflecting the last few days of my summer holidays, Günter, Doug's Japanese Chin sat at my feet, growling at me. Growling!? What gives?
I gave him hell and kicked him out.
Well, today we were having breakfast together I found out why he was behaving this way. We were having toast and poached eggs. Doug proceeded to make a little breakfast for the dog. A tiny plate with a chunk of toast and a little piece of egg. To my dismay he placed the plate on the floor for Günter! Gunter ate his little meal and began to growl at Doug who gave him both our plates to lick. OMG! He is slowly ruining this dog! Is it too late? Can I fix the dog? What about the husband?
I gave him hell and kicked him out.
Well, today we were having breakfast together I found out why he was behaving this way. We were having toast and poached eggs. Doug proceeded to make a little breakfast for the dog. A tiny plate with a chunk of toast and a little piece of egg. To my dismay he placed the plate on the floor for Günter! Gunter ate his little meal and began to growl at Doug who gave him both our plates to lick. OMG! He is slowly ruining this dog! Is it too late? Can I fix the dog? What about the husband?