|Are you lookin' at ME?? I got my eye on the red gator|
We are into stockpiling them now ordering from Amazon.
They have their own box.
For a lark, we offered him two one evening... a white one and a red one. He looked them both over and chose the red one. The next night we offered a green one and a white one, he chose the white one. The next night a red and green when he chose the red.
This is the official standing...
(especially good with duck sauce)
Cole here with an important story:
So last night I had just settled down with a magical red whimsy.
All of a sudden the Talky-talk (TV) was turned off and my peeps headed to bed.
What!? I just got started !!
They took it upstairs and gave it to me up there.
I don't chew these upstairs. Bed time has it's own rituals. I get a pile of trail mix when I go to bed... (that's kibble, cookies, glucosamine treat mixed) not a whimsy. Right away I'm under stress... what to do what to do? I paced around while momma showered. I kept looking at the whimsy just laying there in all of it's perfectness. I laid down and had my trail mix, keeping an eye on the whimsy but not having it.
He complained but I was just taking care of business. One doesn't want them to remember I had it today, because they might get it in their heads not to give me one tonight too.
When they are SUPPOSED to.
LeeAnna here... we are not lucky enough to have endorsements from dog suppliers. We just buy the dang treats and Cole decides whether or not to eat them. No poodles were harmed in this reenactment.( More poodle stories under the labels, poodle puppy ponderings, Cole's commandments, and walks with poodle)
Eat 'em if you've got 'em !
linking to create-with-joy. and blogpaws
and Cole was featured at this weeks party rascalandrocco.com/pet-parade-