Wednesday, April 18, 2012
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.