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image of Dudley the Greyhound sitting on the ottoman, looking at me

Dudley, the dudliest of all the dogs.

I am a pushover and Dudley is a chancer. I generally don't dislodge any of the animals if they're curled up in my favored space on the couch; I'll just sit somewhere else. But when Dudley sprawls across half the sofa, sometimes I need him to move so I have a place to sit. And because I feel bad about having to dislodge him, I just go to the kitchen and get a treat, which makes him LEAP! off the couch to get his wee treat, and then I can take the seat without feeling guilty. It's not his fault he's so big!

Well. Basically all I've done is teach Dudley that taking my seat every time I get up means he'll get a treat, lol. Last night, I came back into the living room from doing whatever, and as soon we made eye contact, he jumped up and ran for the kitchen. I walked past him to where he'd been sitting and sat down, while he gave me a pitiful look from the kitchen door.

Advantage: Two-Legs.

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