September 1, 2019

Dear Humans,

I learned a valuable lesson last week.

It didn't take me long to learn that Daddy's food was much tastier than my food. I let Daddy know that I wanted his food. First  I jumped up to take the food. That didn't work. Second, I tried sitting and begging. That worked! Even to this day he lets me eat just a bit of whatever it is he is eating.

Until a few days ago, his food always tasted better than mine. Then Daddy started to eat celery as a snack food. Daddy says celery helps him feel full. I, of course, wanted to eat what he was eating, so Daddy let me eat some celery. At first I was excited! I crunched and chewed and ate some. Bleh! I tried some more. Bleh! I spit it out. After a few tries, I realized that this time, I don't want Daddy's food! I want my food!

I think Daddy and I are alike in many ways. But we each have our own tastes and interests. You can love someone and not necessarily love all the people and things that the person loves. It's okay to say "I don't like what you like." But it's also necessary that the other person will let you have your own distinct tastes and honor them. For instance, I really like these Milk Bones...

Woof!