Three guesses, but the first two don’t count, lol!
Doxies are, let’s say, singleminded. Their breeding is somewhat at fault: as badger hunters underground facing their foe, they had to concentrate one one thing: survival.
Sooooo, today when your doxie is focused on that food on your unattended plate—you may be shouting NO at the top of your lungs from the kitchen, but . . . well, you know how this ends. He sees it, he wants it, and it’s there for the taking. So he independently makes his move.
All that background noise (you shouting no) is merely an irrelevant distraction he has learned to tune out as he reaches for his prey—er, cheese—or whatever.
It’s his breeding, and a constant uphill battle for these independent thinking, determined little warriors.
Aren’t we glad they aren’t the size of a Saint Bernard?
After saying all that, I love ‘em just the way they are. What about you?
Happy Thursday!
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