How to mess with your dog’s head

Whenever I am anywhere near my kitchen, my dog Blue follows at my heels as close as she possibly can without having me actually trip over her and banish her to the back yard. She looks like she is absolutely devoted to me. In reality, she is devoted to whatever might fall on the floor while I’m in the kitchen. So… every once in awhile, just to mess with her, I’ll lean down and call her to my outstretched hand. She will eagerly cover the few steps that separate us in the belief that my hand holds food. It doesn’t matter what or how much, just so long as it’s food. And when she finally reaches my hand, I pet her.

The look of disgust and disappointment on her face when she realizes that being petted is all she’s getting would scare me were I not aware of how few teeth she had left.