On Sun, 22 Jan 2017 08:35:54 -0500, Gary > wrote:

wrote:
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>> Mine loved grapes and strawberries and lived a long life for a little
>> dog despite her abusive beginnings until she was rescued. She also
>> craved mussels. When we went to the cottage she would go down on the
>> beach, haul mussels off the rocks from under the sea weed and bring
>> them back up and put them beside the bbq for David to cook for her.
>
>Are you serious? That's very funny.
>Your husband started up the barbeque...
>Your dog would go to the beach, bite the mussels off the rocks
>then bring them back up beside the bbq for him to cook for her?

She was a Pekinese so you can imagine how people laughed when they saw
her doing it. David always cooked them for her because she took
about a year to trust him, it was clear a male had mostly abused her.
She could be lying asleep and if David stood up, she instantly ran,
sure sign. So once she trusted him, he felt honoured.
>
>I don't doubt you but that's one unique story
>and one very cool dog that you had. heheh :-D

When my son would come to the house with his bull terrier she had the
dog trained to accept she was the owner of this house. My son used to
get quite irritated with his dog for being subservient, we thought it
was funny.