We had our good friends Matt and Liz over for dinner last week, for what we called an “Evening of Carnage.” (Guion roasted an amazing chicken from a local farm and then we watched “Kill Bill: Vol. 2.”)
As you can see, Pyrrha joined us in the sunroom/back deck/whatever-you-want-to-call-it for the meal. She has been an increasingly good sport about our frequent house guests, and I think she’s starting to even enjoy it when people come over–especially when they’re associated with the wafting scent of roasted chicken. (She’s not allowed to be fed anything from the table, but we did give her a few scraps after we finished eating…)
More dog stories from this weekend coming up…
Pyrrha is so adorable. I just want to give her a BIG hug!
Aww! Pyrrha makes an adorable hostess! I wouldn’t let Kuster around our guests on a bet! The boy is still working hard on manners. :-/
Mmm, roast chicken. Pyrrha looks like she’s very polite around the table, if not still hopeful! It’s great to have guests that accept your dog, and vice versa.
Those are some wide “Whaddya MEAN I’m not allowed to be fed from the table?!” eyes. Good job resisting — makes for a better-mannered dog. =)