Ice Cream is my big vice. Annie has already learned to come running when she hears the spoon scrape the bottom of the bowl. That means it has gotten down to the melted last couple of spoon fulls that are just for her. I was not paying attention one time and scraped the last couple of bites into my own mouth and went to take the bowl to the kitchen. She let out the most pitiful little cry! I felt like the wicked witch from the north! I had to go get another spoon and mix it around til it got all melty so she could have it. I won't forget again! Those last two bites are Annie's!
I don't let her get too much as I know cow milk products are not the best for our pups. But two teaspoons of melted ice cream seem to do just fine for her. No change in poop or anything. Almost sinful to put poop & icecream in the same paragraph!