Picking My Battles

Thinking I’m the smart one, I secretly gave Charlie the last coveted chicken chewy bone from Trader Joe’s, leaving the almost as popular (last) $3 Bully Stick for Jake.

Sidebar: Every now and then, Charlie needs to win;)

They both went their separate ways and I went back to the computer.

Two minutes later, Jake was at my side balling me out with such conviction … I actually heard a few swear words come out.

I’ll publicly admit to having a game of verbal volleyball with him, to diffuse his disgust, and all the while we just needed to wait until Charlie surrendered his treasure like he always does 😉



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