Bloody hell you have pretty much described Dolly. Other than the fact she loves all the dogs ever! And there’s no way she’d stay focused on running with the bike, unless I was chasing something that is. She has now learnt to jump up at the blackberries and pul the stem to the ground, put her foot on it and scoff away. Being from a farm she’s chilled with bangs as well. If it moves and she can catch it she’ll eat it, if it’s dead she’ll eat it, if it grows she’ll eat it. Basically if you can see it she’ll eat it, but she will sit next to you while you eat and not even look at what you are eating, put it down on a table, chair or wherever and it fine, but put it on the floor and it’s gone.
Bloody hell you have pretty much described Dolly. Other than the fact she loves all the dogs ever! And there’s no way she’d stay focused on running with the bike, unless I was chasing something that is. She has now learnt to jump up at the blackberries and pul the stem to the ground, put her foot on it and scoff away. Being from a farm she’s chilled with bangs as well. If it moves and she can catch it she’ll eat it, if it’s dead she’ll eat it, if it grows she’ll eat it. Basically if you can see it she’ll eat it, but she will sit next to you while you eat and not even look at what you are eating, put it down on a table, chair or wherever and it fine, but put it on the floor and it’s gone.