But you said 'Cookie'!!!

THIS IS A VERY CONFUSED DOG:

Zuul's 9-10 month span has been filled with milestone after milestone. Babbling, self feeding, crawling, tantrums and now climbing.

Of course, I realized I may have a problem early on when I'd say "let's got for a walk" to Zuul and the dog would jump and run to the door.

Oops.

But now I'm constantly breaking my dog's heart.

"Come to mama.... I was talking to Zuul, Ghost. Go lay down."
"Climb up! Come on, you can do it! .... NO, DOG! GET OFF THE COUCH/BED/ME!"
And the most heartbreaking sentence of all;
"Would you like a cookie?"  It's like psychological torture worthy of a lambasting from all the animal rights activist groups.

I guess I could be more specific and not actually say cookie, but, "would you like a banana flavoured rice rusk, Zuul?" doesn't have the same simplistic ring. I'm also sure "cookie" is easier to learn and say for a border-line toddler than "rice rusk" or "wagon wheel shaped treat".

I could also treat my dog like the older sibling she is and start being fair and making sure to give their treats at the same time like one would in a multi-child household.  However, that's just one more item I need to remember along with bibs, sippy cups, wet wipes, toys, baby... Never mind the amount of times I've almost handed the baby cat food instead of cereal the morning after a sleepless night. I know it's just a matter of time before I mindlessly give my daughter a beefy bone shaped biscuit.

Of course, Zuul and I could just get used to a big white dog leading by example. That's a nice spin on things, isn't it?

Sure beats saddest dog in the pacific west coast.