This morning, as I was bustling around the house ( yes, of course I bustle, I have 3 kids leave me alone), Ava was apparently feeling the need to help me take care of Daisy. I hear her say " Daisy, want some?" I am thinking, cute, she is feeding the dog. Then it hits me. She is in the living room. No dog bowl or food in there. I peek in, and there she is on the floor, with the box of Friehoffer's chocolate chip cookies open, feeding them one by one to dear old Daisy. She looks at me and says " Cookies, ok mom?" I just had to laugh, and retrieve what was left after the retriever had breakfast.
Daisy has never had it so good.