Edgar loves peanut butter, but I can never seem to resist the temptation to just smear it all over his nose, so he won’t accept it from me any more. Now I have to fill a spoon and wedge it into the handle on the bottom of our futon. Only once I’m safely out of eyeshot will Edgar risk getting close enough to the peanut butter to lick it off:
As soon as he heard the “click” of me taking this photo he dashed off, terrified he was going to get smeared again.
He is right to fear me.
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Is it wrong that I do the same thing to my dog, yet she still adores me unconditionally…. ya might be doing it wrong…