It is certainly safe to say that Cooper lives for treats. Any time he hears us rustling around in the treat box he comes running. Cooper knows that in order to get the treat he has to be sitting inside his crate, so as soon as the treats are in my hand he makes a bee line for the office. For whatever reason he doesn’t take the “easy way” around the table… Cooper has to ram his self under or behind the table taking out anything that might be in his way (chairs, plug-ins, Christmas trees, etc.). If the office door is closed he runs around nervously whining until I arrive to let him in. One time, his crate was closed when he got in the office so he tried to squeeze himself into Riley’s tiny crate. This was hilarious for 2 reasons:
1) Cooper is about twice the size of the actual crate.
2) Riley’s crate sits on top of Cooper’s so he was dangling in the air with his head and front paws in the door of hers.
1) Cooper is about twice the size of the actual crate.
2) Riley’s crate sits on top of Cooper’s so he was dangling in the air with his head and front paws in the door of hers.
Riley is a little pickier than Cooper and will only eat her treat if it is something that she really likes or is hungry. Cooper has made a routine out of going potty when we get home and then running straight in to check Riley’s crate for leftover treats and crumbs. We have learned to steer clear of cheapo treats the hard way after days of constant Cooper-bombings!
There's no doubt that the way into Cooper's heart is with a tasty treat!
There's no doubt that the way into Cooper's heart is with a tasty treat!
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