This is Robbie, Miiko’s favorite dog. He knows that if he stares at me long enough, I will eventually cave in and feed him bits off my plate. The Dog Whisperer would not approve, but so what?
This is Robbie, Miiko’s favorite dog. He knows that if he stares at me long enough, I will eventually cave in and feed him bits off my plate. The Dog Whisperer would not approve, but so what?
That is my one and only Mr. Rob, aka Robbie-boy aka DJ Rob aka Matis Rob (paying homage to one of my favorite artists Matisyahu…ok, it’s not really paying homage and probably rude, but i don’t care i love it…lol), and when he’s being his insane self, which is most of the time, then he is Freak-show Rob!
He’s my guy and I love him even if no one else does.
But the begging at the table and giving him food is not my fault. I told Wylie never to feed them table scraps when they were pups, and what did he do, he fed them table scraps. And now they look at you with those longing eyes like they haven’t eaten in weeks!!! So what do we do. Give them table scraps. sigh.