That reminds me, Kaji is way more spoiled than I thought. Kaji knows better than ti beg for table scraps. In fact, he is so well trained that he can sit on my lap as I'm eating and he won't beg for a piece. Kaji around my dad however is a totally different story.
Kaji knows my dad can't resist his big brow eyes so Kaji will walk right over, and paw at my dad's thigh. It's all over...until I catch them of course. Last Sunday, Kaji was being fed all sorts of naughty yummies while I was getting cookies out of the oven. I turned to look and my dad was handing Kaji a piece of bread. Kaji had just gotten it in his mouth and my dad was still holding on to it when I said, "Kaji! What are you doing???" They both froze. My dad let go of the bread and Kaji stood there with the bread in his mouth. "Kaajiii....what have you got in your mouth? Drop it!" Kaji did drop the bread and came right next to me without touching it again. My dad then said, "Kaji, your mom is so mean! We were having such a lovely time eating naughty yummies, why did she have to turn around?"
I swear my dad is two now.... but it was so cute when they both froze when they were caught red handed.
