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One Husband, One Wife, Five Children and Everything in Between

Look at those eyes. Those are the eyes of a desperate dog. Poor thing. Three times a day, plus two snacks, she must suffer the torture of not getting what she wants. We’ve all been there, right? That cute pair of shoes, a new living room suit, the new smelling smooth riding car.

Fortunately for Daphne (or Daph-a-ne if you are 5 years or younger) we have a three-year old. You can see her arm on the right side of the picture. Many a noodle and an occasional piece of meat is dropped on the floor. Often not by accident. Then there is the stolen bites of food. You know the one. She is holding her food to the side of her while telling me something and the next thing she knows there is nothing left of her sandwich. In fact, she was lucky to keep her fingers. I have even felt the closing of her teeth on a couple of occasions from food in my own hand.

Yes I believe this is not a look of sadness, but one of determination. “I will get that meat.” You can see it in her perky little ears.

Many a meal, she circles the table like a shark coming in for the kill. Other times she quietly waits under the table. Then, when someone gets up to get something, she pokes that long snout out over the table to check for any unguarded food.

Once those teeth have grabbed hold there is no catching her. Did I mention she is a greyhound? Greyhounds are very fast movers. She knows she is caught but nothing will keep her from the prize.

The other thing about her that I find amusing is that she saves her food until dinner is over for us. Then, when the table is cleared and all the scraps are out of reach, then she finishes her own food. It is as if she doesn’t want to get to full in case she is able to fill up from our food. When I was sick, for example. she snuck off with more than her share of pizza.

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