Banished

This afternoon, my daughter had a friend over to swim in the pool. To Lucky, this meant "I'm going in the pool! I'm going in the pool! I'm going in the pool!". Much to his little canine dismay, I was in NO mood for a wet dog. "Why can't you be more like your sister?" I said as I watched Molly contentedly snoozing on the cool tile of the kitchen floor. No dice. Lucky's little brown eyes were locked on the pool and the fun that was being played out before him. Oh what a horrible dog mom I am! Should I give in and let him jump in the pool or should I be the firm Alpha mom? Even better, should I bribe him with a treat? Yup, treat it was. A few Milk Bones later and he joined Molly on the floor. What a good dog.