The Daily Digital Photo
Chronicling the life of Clayton and Spenser, with memories of Scooter

May 8, 2009


It's Tough Love Time for Mr. Man. It's not that he doesn't have an appetite, he most certainly does. Anytime I head towards the kitchen he is up and following me. He eats treats with reckless abandon. But he doesn't like dog food. Several of you have written in with suggestions and I appreciate and have tried them. The trouble is, he'll eat "new" food only a few times before turning his nose away. So, it's Tough Love time. Last night he kept trying to climb onto the counter where a leftover chicken with garlic sausage was emitting its aromatic fragrance. Nope, sorry! Here, try this dog food you didn't eat for dinner. And so it went, on through the night until Phillip took pity on the poor suffering beagle and wrapped up some of that dog food in cold cuts I'd bought that morning. The Tough Love was Phillip's idea so I'm not sure why he gave in. Well, maybe I am.