I remember Master Robert reading Mistress Fotini an article from the New York Times about how we dogs have survived so close to humans for many years. Apparently, the author believed dogs conned humans for food so successfully they assured themselves survival. Balderdash.
Many pet owners refer to dogs “begging” for food. How insulting! I would prefer to say we dogs love “sharing” food with humans.
The art of sharing is sophisticated. A polite dog never makes a spectacle by jumping up on laps or whining or swiping food from a table. Master Robert told me a story about Jimmy an English Springer Spaniel who when Master Robert and Mistress Fotini went on a walk with Jimmy’s owner returned to see a one-pound block of cheese left on the table missing. Jimmy’s cheese breath gave him away.
When I share food with The Stephen Family I behave myself. I hang close by but not too close and give a sad look and lo and behold something, healthy of course, ends up in my bowl. They think I don’t see them placing tasty morsels in my bowl.
On very special occasions like my birthday, Greek Easter, Christmas or Thanksgiving I really go to town. I love a chunk of lamb, cooked vegetables and turkey with gravy and mashed potatoes sends me to the moon.
Respect and proper decorum are key to food sharing with humans. Rowdiness and poor manners simply won’t do for us Westies. Sad eyes are often the best method.
A warning though I have a preferred sharing spot and you best not cross it when I am in action.
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