Singing For Your Supper - Doggie Dining

My husband feeds Abby Lab in the morning since he gets up before I do, liking some quiet time while I just throw on clothes and race out the door to beat the Chicago traffic.  I feed her at night. He's not home from work yet, and on weekends, without exception, he is in the shop while I get her fed and organize dinner ingredients so we're not tripping over one another in the kitchen.

Abby and I have a routine and a ritual, which includes getting some warm water on her food to make "Gravy."

I'm not sure where it started but I started singing this little dinner song to her when she was a rescue and was so scared.

It's sung to the tune of La Cucaracha and it's essentially

It's Dog Food, Tasty Dog Food

Tasty Tasty Dog Food

It's Dog Food, Tasty Dog Food

TASTY TASTY DOG FOOD.

And I do this little dance, which gets her dancing.

Unfortunately the other night, my husband decided to stay in the house during doggie dinner time.

I quietly fed Abby and sat down at which point Abby laid on the floor just staring at the floor, not eating a bite.

My husband said, "what's wrong, she seems upset and isn't eating."

I sheepishly looked at him and said: "I didn't sing her the song" and explained.

At which point I had to sing it, doing the little twerky dance along with it while my husband busted up.

He just shook his head and said "I love you"

And Abby danced and ate her dinner.

I'm just glad the pastor and his wife weren't over for dinner.