The Treat Master
A knock on the door. Who could it be? Scottie Mom's already home. And Scottie Dad just left. The door opens. In walks Scottie Grandpadre. Mr. K lets out a cry of happiness - a strange sort of sound Scottie Mom never heard until today - and starts jumping around. Heather wags her tail furiously and dashes down the stairs to meet Scottie Grandpadre as he makes it to the top of the stairs. Together, they race into the kitchen. Here comes the best part. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out the coveted treats. He asks them to sit and it takes every once of self control for Heather and Mr. K to stay still.
Here it comes. Closer and closer yet. Finally, the treat is within snatching distance. Neither Scottie can wait any longer. Down goes the first treat. And just in time for the second one! They look up from snacking on goodness to smile at Scottie Grandpadre and shuffle their paws indicating they are ready for more. What's that? Pockets empty? No! Scottie Grandpadre has gotten Heather and Mr. K trained all right. He visits a few times every week and his visit has become the highlight of these Scotties' week. Mr. K has learned that all knocks on the door aren't a challenge issued by a threatening stranger on the other side. In fact, sometimes those knocks bring him an extra special treat. Heather has learned that it always pays to make friends and treats are always a good thing!
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I love it when the overtreater arrives and hate it when that wonderful peep leaves.
ReplyDelete"Groceries" are always a good thing...esp when you do not have to wait long or share!
ReplyDeleteYay for Grandpadre....and his treat pocket !
ReplyDeleteI have to train the grandparents better!
ReplyDeleteyaya grampies are the bestest!
ReplyDeleteHmmm... My grandpeeps don't give me treats... I need to work on this!
ReplyDeleteYou've both got all your ScottiePeeps well trained 'cept maybe for ScottieDad and the bed, hey?
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