The scene at our house last week upon returning home from grocery shopping-
Yes, mini Dingo bones were on sale, and yes, I picked some up. It seems Gizmo knew they were in that Rite Aid bag as soon as we walked through the door.
He then gave me the look. The look says, "I'm not stupid Mom, I know what's in that bag. What's more, I know that you know that I know what's in that bag."
Inevitably, he's got to bark at that bag. I imagine he's growling, "Get. In. My. BELLY!".
Time to bring in the big guns. He's recruited his brother to stare at the bag as well. I was planning on giving them a bone after dinner that night, but unfortunately, I was persuaded to give them their bones. Right then.
I heart Chihuahuas :)
I hope everyone is having a great weekend!