My Mother used to tell of a family dog named Duke (a big shepard mix) that would go to the butcher shop and bring back a bag of trimmed scraps to share with the cats. Mother said her mother would open the screen door and say “Duke, go get the supper” and Duke would trott off to collect the bag of scraps to share with the cats. When the bag was torn open and the cats rushed to grab pieces, Duke would put his big paw out to stop them when he thought they had enough and the restw as for him. Mother said the dog had some sense of proportion since he always allowed the cats to take more than was left for him. Duke was also the babysitter for the little ones when they went swimming at the spring branch and pulled my aunt out by her shorts one day when he thought she was ‘unsafe’. After livign on a farm for years, I’m absolutely convinced that there are Einsteins in the different species, we just haven’t had the sensitivity to watch for them.
Too funny! When I was very little, we had a black lab (my best friend). When I was in the plastic baby pool in the yard, he would sit there guarding me, grabbing my swimsuit straps to keep me upright. I have a photo (I was three or so) of him sitting there right next to the little pool staring at me as I played. I love dogs...LOL!