We have two dogs named Maya that guest at Little Pup Lodge. There is
Maya with the amazing underbite and there is Maya with the ravenous
appetite. Underbite Maya has to be coaxed to eat. Appetite Maya,
convinced I didn’t understand she wanted breakfast at 5:30am, jumped up
and sat on the doggie-food bin.
Please? Please? Please?
And
those eyes. The Cavalier King Charles, Maya’s breed, conjures up such a
pained expression that you feel deeply ashamed about your role in their
imminent starvation. Even though this particular Maya looks quite
healthy and I know for a fact she ate less than 12 hours ago.
Time to eat!
Some
studies indicate the breed is pre-disposed to obesity. Maya has kept
her slim school-girl figure because her mom and dad have learned to say
no to the begging, the harangues, the threats at gunpoint. We here are
trying to convince Maya that apple slices and cherry tomatoes are just
as yummy as doggie treats. She has yet to be convinced.
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