If dogs are any indication, mine has never gievn up. He can hear a Bacon Strips bag opening from a mile away and goes ballistic.
I had a friend who owned an almost-pony-sized Rotweiler. Damn thing was a big baby - would come up and lay his massive head on your lap and soulfully stare at you . The neighbor would go into the garage and the dog would jump up and follow him. The guy would reach up on a top shelf for a bag of smoked pigs ears and the dog would nearly dance on two feet in anticipation. Told the guy he ought to put the mutt on stage.
At least I got a tail wag and a friendly nuzzle when they got their Bacon Strips this morning. The teens begging out of their duties didn’t end as well.