What do you do with your Yorkie during Thanksgiving Dinner while the family is at the table, scooting chairs in and out, dropping food on the floor, some even on purpose maybe, etc.?
Is he the soul of well-disciplined manners
watching patiently from a ways off like a sweet little angel
or dancing and whining at everybody's feet until he finally gets full from handouts and then has a long tryptophan nap, burping a litte from time to time?
