I know I'm not supposed to give BJ people food.  I really know that and I don't give him food from the table.  I melt when he follows me to my chair and looks at me with those eyes.  You dog lovers, you know that look.  I don't think I've ever been able to eat a clementine or apple without sharing it with BJ.  As soon as I pick up a one up, he comes running and follows me.   He stares at me until I give him a piece and then has this satisfied look on his face  after he eats it.  I'm glad that a small amount is good for him.