Huey does the same thing. He is my Velcro dog until daddy comes home from work. Then he jumps on the top of the recliner and follows his daddy with an adoring stare until his daddy pays him some attention. At that point I could be horse meat for all he cares. Now after daddy has been home from work for a while he is back attached to me with his velcro, but as soon as daddy makes any move towards the kitchen, Huey is back on him, since he is the human food treat master. I give frozen green beans, cheese and carrots. Daddy gives pieces of bacon and scrambled eggs. I know what I would prefer (except the cheese, of course... that is nirvana...). Huey comes when called (mostly) for daddy, forgets his name for me. Etc.
