He looks edible!

His bark was worse than his bark.

The problem with little dogs is that they don't know they're little.

Our neighbor has a Papillon, which looks pretty similar in size to Lucy. When her bowl is set down in front of her, she throws the food willy-nilly, and then spends the next hour stalking each bit of kibble.

Does anyone here know if these types of dogs existed, say, 10,000 years ago? Or were they all bred to be like this? I can't imagine what Lucy's native environment must have been like.

Wild-ass guesses-

Whatever the dog used to eat had to be picked out of some nest in the forest / jungle / savannah (like insects or rodents scurrying out of a central cluster).

Or maybe it was fruit falling out of a tree, bouncing off the trunk and rolling right towards you, that's how you knew it was fresh.

Most likely: The ravages of breeding by humans have twisted the nature of the beast so profoundly that it means nothing at all. What seems like instinct is the crossed wiring of a worthy genetic heritage brutally subsumed by our preference for animals that are cute and docile.

My dog will go into the dining room, grab a mouthful of food, and drop it on the floor in the living room. Then she goes and eats the rest of it. She comes back to the food in the living room, makes sure I don't want it, and then eats that too.

Not the sharpest knife in the drawer.

Too many jokes, not enough time!

>> instinct is the crossed wiring of a worthy genetic heritage brutally subsumed by our preference for animals...

Gosh Mr Taggart- you use your tongue prettier than a twenty dollar whore.

No candy for you!