Hand Feeding the Dogs

The other night I got on the floor by the dog's food and I started to feed Bentley by hand. To help explain some of my behavior...Bentley is "MY" dog, Mac is "Chris's" dog and Stewie is "our" dog. Yes, Bentley gets preferential treatment from me. Partially because I've had him the longest. Partially because he's the oldest. Partially because he's the smallest. (Yes, I'm partial to the small. Imagine that.) Anyhow, the other dogs heard something was going on with food so they came over and I fed them too.

Chris thinks I'm totally silly for feeding the dogs by hand and snapped a picture. I think I look silly crouched down under the cabinet in the corner with all these dogs, but it didn't feel weird at the time. The dogs were just so polite and sweet for those few minutes. They each waited patiently while I fed the others. They were patient with me since I was only giving them a small piece at a time. It was a rare moment of calm with all three of them around.

It's moments like these that make me thankful to have these furry friends.