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ksmithI feed the pups at the same time. Gaby, as Mickey did, digs in immediately. King, however, usually takes his time, lounging for a few minutes before getting up and lumbering over to his bowl. I put his food down first, which means that technically I have observed the 'feed the Alpha first' rule, and I think he is content.
In the evenings, I feed them about half their daily allowance. King gets a little under 2 cups of dry food, along with some wet food/chicken livers/nutraceuticals. Gaby gets about 3/4 cup with some oil for her coat and a little wet food/chicken liver.
Gaby is proving to be a chow hound. I feed her the amount sufficient for a 35-pound dog, since that's her ideal weight. But she has been trying lately to get to King's dish during those times when he takes his sweet time getting to it. She managed to circle around the kitchen table and scarf down his chicken livers the other day. Today, when I made the mistake of turning my back, she managed to gobble down almost all of his dinner. I warned her off the remains, refilled the bowl, put it down, and she tried to get to it AGAIN. I finally had to put her outside because every time I warned her off, King thought I was talking to him and wouldn't go to his bowl.
King has eaten. He's resting now. Hoover is still outside. I should let her in, but...it's quiet.
In the evenings, I feed them about half their daily allowance. King gets a little under 2 cups of dry food, along with some wet food/chicken livers/nutraceuticals. Gaby gets about 3/4 cup with some oil for her coat and a little wet food/chicken liver.
Gaby is proving to be a chow hound. I feed her the amount sufficient for a 35-pound dog, since that's her ideal weight. But she has been trying lately to get to King's dish during those times when he takes his sweet time getting to it. She managed to circle around the kitchen table and scarf down his chicken livers the other day. Today, when I made the mistake of turning my back, she managed to gobble down almost all of his dinner. I warned her off the remains, refilled the bowl, put it down, and she tried to get to it AGAIN. I finally had to put her outside because every time I warned her off, King thought I was talking to him and wouldn't go to his bowl.
King has eaten. He's resting now. Hoover is still outside. I should let her in, but...it's quiet.
