Quirks

Just like people, my dogs have quirks.

Quirk - a peculiar trait; idiosyncrasy.

To me, it's their quirks that make them so lovable. I don't mind indulging their quirks, sometimes. It does make for a much happier household. With four females and one male, happy is definitely something we want around here. Their little quirks make up much of their personalities.

Some people feel that indulging this side of their dogs makes them spoiled. Well, I happen to like them a bit spoiled. Even though it can make life difficult at times.

My crew eat their meals in crates. Well, all bowls are in crates is a more accurate description. Locking Brianna in the crate with her food bowl is a surefire way to assure she doesn't eat. Unless of course she was absolutely starving... Those times are rare. The rest don't care. They'll go running to their crates and eat to their heart's content. They don't care if you close their crates, leave the room, heck, leave the house if you like. Only Astra would then care, after she's done eating of course.

But Bree? Nope! Again, unless she's starving, you better be prepared to plant your butt down in the room with her until she's done eating. She's eats quickly so this isn't a big deal to me. If I absolutely have to be in another room at the time, I just take her food bowl with me and she'll eat wherever I am.

That's just one example, I have tons more I'm not sure if I'm going to share now or not.