Mom thought an outdoor photo shoot with our treat jars would be a good idea. Better lighting or something like that. She had already touched our treat jars, so Zim and I couldn't hear a word she was saying -- all we knew was to sit and to be calm! Here we are:
|Me and Zim - and the treat containers!|
Don't we look focused and alert? And calm? And sitting? That's one of the first things both of us learned when we were adopted: no treats until all fannies are on the ground. See what a hard life we lead?
Anyway, here's Zim with his treat jar:
It got kind of fogged up, because his Stinky Goodness Treats have to be stored in the magic cold box.
Here I am, with my treats. Mom put one on top for me to admire until I got the "OK"!
It's a yellow Old Mother Hubbard cookie. They're chicken flavored! I also have a bunch of Nutro Max Mini Bones in there; they're quite tasty, too!
Oh. Did anyone notice the third treat container on the quilt? Well... since Mom does help us with the blog, we thought...
Wow. She didn't even sit first or anything! Ha woo.
Now to take some treats over to the shelter! Thanks for a great idea, Moo and Jack!