This is where I live.
Mr. N is generally a polite dog around food naturally (and some training to keep it that way). He curled up in my lap at an outdoor cafe while I ate a bacon and egg
Every morsel of food that goes in Mr. N’s mouth is earned*. No freebies for being cute. Unless we’re working on a new trick, it’s usually a couple of tricks before he gets a treat.
I like long walks on the beach.
When we first met Mr. N, he knew how to sit, high five, dance and his name. Since then, his repertoire has increased by leaps and bounds. High five is still a crowd favorite though. I
As with most rescue dogs, Mr. N’s life history before he joined our family is spotty. This is what we know. I refer to his early years as his “Oliver Twist puppyhood.” His first family
Can I eat now?
Hobbits happily whittle away their hours with breakfast, second breakfast, elevensies, luncheon, afternoon tea, dinner and supper. Mr. N does the same only with various forms of sleep. Although he wouldn’t say no to seven