Tiny chumley's eyes grew ten times their size when the waiter brought my apparently oversized order of focaccia french toast to our table yesterday, and I wondered for a brief second if our little lunchtime outings were turning our tiny hound into a giant sized mooch.
But then I realized that his eyes were fixed not on my entire dish, but the delicious and very humble tiny tummy sized strawberry prize.
ooooo, mom! may i pleeze have your strawberry??
Why yes, baby dog, you most certainly can. :)