Don’t judge. I love asparagus. So does the girl. But she was high. And I needed to alert the mom. Even in the cold room at Costco. Which is actually surprisingly refreshing to this black dog.
Anyways. I alerted. The girl got a correction. And I got Cheerios. Not asparagus! Boo to the mom.
Oh well. Next time perhaps costco will be sampling asparagus! Or steak! Or steak and asparagus. And if the girl is high or low you know I’ll be all over that alert. Heck. Even with just Cheerios. Or just a “good boy” and a pat on the head I’ll alert. I love my girl.