Games and Pizza

Last night I was watching Randy and Tukka play "keep away, take away".  It's like a game dogs would play amongst themselves.  Randy is good at being a dog buddy!  He gets down on the floor and does silly stuff with them.  They love it.  The bad thing is that when they were younger they did not respect him as much because he was more like a littermate than a dad.  That's not the case any longer, they listen to him but still love playing games with him.  They play with me also but all the training I've done with them makes our interactions much different.

For example, the other night Randy tossed the Chuck-it flying disc.  Kia ran for it but would not bring it back.  I told her to and she brought it to me and held it for me to take it from her.  I told him to throw it again and give her a command to "bring it".  She did.  But she handed it to me again!  That was so funny!  Dad is just a goofy guy to play with and he is a treat dispenser.  Just one look with those sweet, dark eyes and out comes a treat.  They love him so much and he loves them and it just warms my heart.  

Yes, it is heartwarming unless I catch him doing something like he did last night.  He took the last piece of pizza and divided it in two, cutting it in small pieces.  He put it in their dog bowls.  I walked into the kitchen just in time to catch him at it.  I could not believe he was feeding them pizza like that.  Okay, sometimes I give them a bit of crust but their own pizza slice?  No way!  No wonder they love him so much!  I got on his case and he kept insisting it would not hurt them.  I countered with, "if you were a bachelor they would each be 100 pound elkhounds, you'd probably fry them bacon and eggs every morning!" 

They do get plenty of exercise but the excess fat and salt can't be good.  Listen to me...I hogged down more pizza than I should have.  I should take care of myself like I take care of them!