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She is starving
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I had my dogs trained pretty well until my dad started giving them stuff off his plate every meal.
Now I have to train my dad.
My dad was the worst with that when my parents had dogs. I taught them early that when I say, "Not for puppy" it meant they're getting nothing from me, whereas, "That's all, no more" meant that if I did give them some, they weren't getting any more.
First the dogs would beg me. When I said either of those phrases, they then went to my mom. My mom would give them some, but also would eventually stop.
Then they would go to my dad. Because my dad's guaranteed to feed them from his plate, never turning them away. They knew they could try me and my mom first to maximize their table scraps, but that my dad was a solid bet. My dad couldn't help it. I even have a picture somewhere of when we visited my brother's place (he and his wife used to breed dogs), and there are 7 dogs circled around him as he eats.
I made the last person that fed my dog scraps wash her ass after the inevitable shitsplosion happened.
I warned them it would happen (she has the worst gut), and that they would have to bath her if they did it, they insisted it was fine... And then the never did it again.
10/10, would make people face the repercussions of their actions again.