This cute and furry puppy here is Waddles. A half Japanese Spitz, half I-Don't-Know because our main dog, Popcorn got pregnant by a stray dog. My sister and I actually cried and sulked until four healthy pink puppies were born. Waddles being the largest of the four, probably the main offspring. Growing up, she's been a real fatso, with a really big belly. Currently, she's already 4 months and 2 weeks old, and to our dismay she grew taller and thinner. So I had this project to bring her fat and cute frame back so I bought her milk supplements to be drank daily...
This is Hunter - a full bred Doberman. His mother, Midnight, used to be in our house but is now taken cared off by a friend of my father who breeds dogs. Born with 10 siblings, Hunter was a lucky pup to survive the first few weeks of the dog life. She's currently 4 months old, just two weeks younger than Waddles yet already stood higher than our 3 year old dogs.
Obviously, Hunter didn't need the supplements to be cute again. So awhile ago, I prepared the formula and gave it to the puppies. To my astonishment, Hunter was patiently waiting for the milk to be served, just sitting there in front of me whereas Waddles was nowhere to be seen and I keep on calling her. When I poured the milk, both of the puppies rushed in drinking. I was laughing the whole time because it looked like Hunter was gorging up most of the milk, though Waddles was also drinking, just a little.
When their bowl was empty I realized one thing, I think Hunter deserved his share after all. Not just because he's larger in size, but because he knew what to act when I am going to give him food. I'd like it very much to train him but judging by my hectic schedule, I don't think that's possible.
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