Who’s In Charge?

Every night Shay demands her dinner at 6:00. We don’t eat until almost an hour later, depending on how the cooking is going. Shay’s dinner is a multi-course extravaganza. Kibble base topped with some warmed rotisserie chicken. This is followed by a cheese course and then a second cheese course. Dessert is her half a doggie NSAD which she eats like candy.

It takes her a while to savor all her courses, but as soon as she has deemed herself full she demands that Russ go in HER sun room and play with her and some of her toys.

It does not matter if he is finished with dinner or not, but as soon as she is ready she demands sunroom time. I am not required, or sometimes even allowed to join them.

If I stand in the doorway she gives me the side eye, “This is Daddy and me time.”

If Russ is away she does not annoy me into going to have after dinner play with her. She might just go right up to bed after dinner, obviously despondent that Daddy is not there.

Shay’s training of Russ is impeccable. She has him exactly where she wants him at the exact time. Many a time he has gotten up from his half finished meal to throw a blue dog for her to catch in the sun room. We have tried to play with her in the breakfast room so we could eat together and that is a hard no, as this 22 pound diva drags Russ away. Who’s in charge here? I think the answer is pretty clear.