Snoopy's brother had a little tummy upset once, and we boiled some chicken breast for him, and some white rice. Of course, that's what Snoopy had for dinner that night too. Both were fed from a spoon, because it looked kinda messy. So now, we pretend Snoopy fakes a cough and says, "I fink I is sick. *cough*. Pwease to feed me chicky rice. *cough*"
(You all talk for your dogs, right?)
Seriously, though, DH would feed Snoopy everything on his plate, but DD and I scolded him so much that when he gets his dinner, he grabs a dog treat to feed Snoopy while he eats. (I don't let Snoopy beg, though, which is defined as standing by DH and eyeing his food. He has to sit. Not sure quite how that makes it ok . . .)