My parents are the same way. I know what rules I want Kaji to follow, and when I lived on my own, Kaji was a very good little dog. He still is, just that now he begs for food if anyone is in the kitchen. If I try correcting him, my mom right away comes to his defense. *In baby talk* "Poor baby! Mean mommie won't let you have any goodies. Do you want some cheese/chicken/cucumber/carrots?"
