2010-08-17 Pippin Peeking

When we take long trips, I generally put Pippin in his crate. He just lays down and enjoys the ride.


We're on our way home from my parents' house and he's just mad at me because when we're at their house, my parents spoil him intensely. This time, my mother insisted on cutting up the last piece of her steak into tiny pieces. This dog does not eat people food...he likes it, but I just don't generally allow it because small dogs cannot carry a lot of weight. But my mom decides he looks so sad, he needs just a little piece of steak. (Didn't seem to work that way when I was a child!)

So now that we're on our way home, the prospects for steak are low. Sorry, bud.