A Great Idea Gone Bad, Attack of the Snacking Pups

So Liam has been feeding the dogs at lunch and dinner time now that he has finger foods.  It usually goes one bite for him, and 3 or 4 for the dogs.  Really, the fact that he is feeding them fresh fruits and veggies doesn’t bother me, but they now look at him as someone who is constantly going to give them food so he can’t sit down and have a cookie without having 3 dogs looming around him.  The pups, they are the biggest beggars ever.

What? Dogs aren't suppose to dine at the table?

What? Dogs aren’t suppose to dine at the table?

Last week while I was out loitering in the baby section at Target I discovered these handy little snack canister.  Sure they were labeled for 12 months and up, but I figured if I showed Liam what was up with it a few times he would get it.  The tops appeared too small for a big old Boston Terrier snout to get through, so I figured the puffs or cookies would be safe and Liam could have snacks on the go.  I bought them, washed them, and tried one out with him. After 3 tries he figured it out, and the snacking commenced in his high chair…. with feeding the dogs still of course.  Liam is excellent at sharing.  Today I thought we would try to take it to the floor.

The instant swarming of dogs, Liam is in dog heaven.

The instant swarming of dogs, Liam is in dog heaven.

Sharing, because its what he does, with the dogs, with Mom, with Dad, with everyone.

Sharing, because its what he does, with the dogs, with Mom, with Dad, with everyone.

And.... the second he turns his back on the snacks the dogs strike sweet potato puff gold.

And…. the second he turns his back on the snacks the dogs strike sweet potato puff gold.

So it turns out that the snack canisters work great for teaching Liam how to take little things out of a container.  The do not work so great for keeping doggy noses out of the container.  While they couldn’t actually reach the snacks thanks to their brachycephalic skulls, they could drool all over and into everything in the canister.  It. Was. A. Huge. Slimy. Mess.

Yuck.

At least we can still use them for road trips when he gets older.

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