So, when we host other dogs I feed Dewey and Abby in our bedroom and the other dog(s) near the kitchen.
It averts issues.
It’s not unusual to hear Dewey in the bedroom barking at Abby telling her to steer clear of his bowl.
This afternoon I hear the usual barking, but then realize Abby is crashed on the couch along with Yocco.
Dewey is all alone in the bedroom...apparently using his imagination to pursue his dreams of being a badass.
#greatmydogisnuts
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