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HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Ya'll are killing me! April will stare. If I have company, I make her go to her little bed, but she can still look. she gets one bite of whatever I have that is safe for her.
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When my kids and my brother - and my ex husband - still lived with me - it was very clear that even the dogs were ready for him to go. I had one Samoyed then who was just tall enough to place her nose on the table but she was ordinarily very polite. My ex got up to use the bathroom right before any of us got to take even one bite and he expected every single one of us to wait for him to come back. When he closed the door, the Samoyed grabbed a bite of coleslaw off his plate, sat back down and swallowed it. No one made a single sound. Not even one giggle or cough. The dog didn't fidget or lick her lips. We waited for him to come back and then we ate like nothing happened.
I live alone so although I know that I should not in eat front of the tv.... I do. With that being said... I have five small dogs who are all hyper and do jump on the couch with me but they all know better than to get their noses in my food. I tell anyone of them that is showing interest in my food to " go lay down" and I give them the elbow. I never leave my food unattended because I don't want to eat dog licked food. Treats are another thing.... It gets pretty crazy if they think that there is a treat getting dished out. I make them sit before they get anything, then they only get their treat after I have said their name.... No stealing each other's treat.
Feeding time is done the same way every time. All have their own bowls given to them in the same order in their own corner of the kitchen. All have to sit quietly looking at me before they are given the word "go" before they begin to eat. Some time I mess with them and say a different word instead of go. They can't eat until I say the actual word.
Everyone I know has completely different standards of table manners for their dogs. My grandmother, by the time she was ancient, was putting her poodle in a high chair like he was a baby human. My father, who already disliked poodles because his sister had 42,568,793 mini poodles and you could never find a place to sit in her house, finally found a little humor in grandma's little poodle, who took his role as baby human very, very seriously. Somewhere in this house, I have a picture of my father pretending to feed it "milk" from a "baby bottle" that was really a wine bottle. He was a bit warped.
My husband, before he moved in with me, used to let his Boston Terror lick his plate clean after dinner. When we joined households, the thought that he might get his choice of two plates was apparently too much for him... and he would start whining as soon as I set the plates down on the table. This whine increased in frequency whole time we ate. He'd start shivering and shaking and drooling like he had a terrible disease and his head would dart back and forth between us. He'd suck in his belly to look thinner. When we got Solly and he had to have only one plate, he'd lick one plate as fast as he could and knock Solly's head away from the other, then when Solly would go lick up the first plate, he'd knock Solly's head away from that. So I wrote up a memo saying no dogs could lick plates anymore. But Earl never read it and two years later, he's still whining and drooling and sucking in his belly.
I do save two pieces of food off my plate for them at every meal. I put them aside and they have to wait until I am DONE. They don't get them by jumping up and down and being ridiculous. Solly does run his head under my elbow and peak at the food, though. He wants a good advance look at his treat. Sometimes he'll look two or three times a meal.
After I'm done eating, I make them sit, lie down, roll over or shake or do something else before they get their treat. There's a bit of competition between them; Earl wants to grab his first before Solly gets his (he still thinks he might get two pieces, I think) and Solly tries to run through the whole repertoire of tricks like he might get better treats. Sometiems I ask them to lie down and Solly sits, shakes, lies down and rolls over before he finally just lies down and stays down. Then he eats.
At my mom's house, Charlie just stares at her, but does not get any food at all from her at the table or after she eats. But when I come over, he senses a dog sucker and he barks and fidgets the whole time. She says he doesn't do that with anyone else. She is positive I sneak him things under the table, but I don't.
So what happens at your house?