One of my rules in the house is no (dog) begging for food. It drives me crazy. When Parker came to live with me via T, he eventually learned to stay away from the dinner table. All I have to do now is say "Git!" or point to the living room and he goes. But that's only when I'm here. Poor dog. He's confused.
A N Y W A Y. . . this is what Cardiff did the second night she was home. Then she did it the third night. She's so little!!
I love her.
Not because she watches TV, but because she's smart AND beautiful. And little. Little Cardiffness.