Ah, the joys of living with a dog

This morning Keagan held out his binky to Willow's face, Willow licked the binky, and then Keagan put the binky back in his mouth... mmmmm... yum! I was en route to stop this reimursion into Keagan's mouth, but was not fast enough. Oh well. I also did not realize how hard it would be to keep Willow from eating handoffs from Keagan either directly or from throwing food. I know, I know, "just let the dog do the clean up"... but Willow has a sensitive stomach and when he eats non-dog food (even not his own kind of dog food) we pay the price. So Willow is quarantined to his bed, or beyond the baby gate when we're eating. Luckily, he's a pretty well trained dog. And don't get me wrong- I wouldn't trade him away for the world, especially with how good he is with Keagan. Their new game is for Keagan to put his face up to Willow, Willow to lick it, Keagan to squeal with delight and pull away... repeat...