I have a problem. I’ll admit it. It involves eating anything away from the home.
Every work day I have lunch at work. On some occasions I eat meals away from home. But every time, I find myself doing one thing that some people may find familiar. At least I hope others do this. Or maybe I’m just strange.
I always save a little something for the dog.
Yes, there are things that dogs can’t eat, so you have to be aware of that. But you can usually come up with something.
I didn’t realize how well trained I had become. But then one day I was eating lunch at work, I got down to the last bite and… where’s the dog? I’m supposed to give this to the dog. I can’t just eat it… can I?
It took me a while, but I finally figured out that I can just eat it. The dog wasn’t watching. She wouldn’t know. But I still felt guilty. And I still do. Every day, before I eat that last bite, I look around, making sure the dog hasn’t found a way to follow me to work, just to be there and help me finish my lunch.
I know it sounds strange, but I just can’t help it. Somehow the dog found a way to train me. How did this happen?
