We’ve had a couple of incidents in our house that revolved around food; trouble is I wasn’t certain until this weekend.
I wasn’t even really sure what happened the first time or who was involved. I did know that I had two dogs waiting for breakfast in the kitchen and one cat crying in the doorway. I had my back to them and I heard a growl and a snap and when I turned around Sampson was on the floor, Delilah was in one corner and Bob the cat was in the doorway. I wasn’t sure if one of the dogs went after the cat or if one of the dogs went after the other one.
The second incident happened Friday between Delilah and Bob. I was making pizza in the kitchen and Bob was crying in the doorway for food. I opened the pantry door and Bob thought he might check it; trouble is that is Delilah’s job (at least according to Delilah.) She told him verbally and with her body language that the pantry was off limits. Naturally I told her to back it down.
The third and defining incident (at least for me) happened this morning. We feed our dogs the raw diet, which consists of ground meat at night and turkey necks in the mornings. Because we buy in bulk, every three weeks or so I have thirty pounds of turkey necks defrosting in my bathtub; today was one of those days. Of course the door to the bathroom has to be shut tight, otherwise Delilah would be in there eating frozen turkey necks; all thirty pounds.
I went in this morning to package up the defrosted necks and naturally Delilah came with me, but this time so did Bob. I saw her turn and let him know once again that he was treading on hallowed ground. That was when the light bulb went off and I realized the dogs are becoming a bit possessive with Bob about their food. At that moment, Delilah and Bob were banished from the bathroom while I did what I needed to do.
Now I know what is going on and as the saying goes, “Knowing is half the battle.”
I think I will try feeding Bob first in the morning so he is out of Sampson and Delilah’s space, and if necessary I will implement a “No dogs in the kitchen rule.” We can’t have the dogs going after the cat.