When my wife isn't home, none of the dogs want to eat. They'll just wait until she's home, then suddenly they're hungry.
This trip is a long one, so by meal 5 I took to hand feeding them to get them started. I did it twice, once at a breakfast and once at a dinner.
This morning, I put out breakfast, didn't hand feed, and they didn't eat. Tonight, I put out their dinner and sat to eat mine. They just crowded around me to get fed...just sitting and staring.
The middle one--the one I consider the sarcastic one--picked up a mouthful of food and, as I told him what a good boy he was, dropped it at my feet.
What a dick.
Denouement: Koopa ate the dropped food. Yoshi dropped a new pile of food at my feet. Koopa ate that too, making Bowser jealous.
A bit of chaotic food fighting ensued...and now all are eating. I'm taking credit for this, but I'll be damned if I can figure out what happened.
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