They call me “Mooch Pooch”

It’s true….I know.  Every time my mommy walks down to the kitchen, I am hot on her heels for a treat.  She just can’t help herself.  Last week, she offered me clear options.  She put a milk bone biscuit on the right, a  Lobo Bone in the middle, and a Beggin’ strip on the left.  She told me to sit.  I stared at these delectable treats, wondering when she’d release me.  Sure enough, she said “OKAY!” and I leapt for the Lobo.  I thought I’d run off, deposit it in the Bar Room, then come back for the rest.  But when I returned, the other treats were long gone.  I think I need to modify my strategy…..

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