[Yes, Lydia is a sucker for those eyes. She daintily saws the fish filet in half, and then upon thinking about it, adds a third quarter, leaving just a little strip for herself, plucking up the rest of it with two fingers and holding it up.]
Good sit! [She remembers from having to go through Prada's training classes, you're supposed to tell the dog what they're getting the treat for. That should work for err, polar bear dogs, right?
She tosses the filet pieces up toward Naga's mouth.]
awwww dem eyes
Good sit! [She remembers from having to go through Prada's training classes, you're supposed to tell the dog what they're getting the treat for. That should work for err, polar bear dogs, right?
She tosses the filet pieces up toward Naga's mouth.]