This is like the Coke-Pepsi challenge, and Rajah wins the taste test. Literally! You'd think my son was made of Snasausages the way Rajah goes after nibbles. He isn't- but I am sure his cheeks are chicken & sweet potato-flavored (lunch).
The walker Miles is cruising around in was meant to buy Jesse and me a little more free time. Apparently, all I needed to do was hide so treats in Miles shirt, and the job would have been done. Miles loves the dogs so much; he loves to grab their tongues and fur, rub their ears between his tiny, chunky fingers. And the dogs are brilliant about tolerating infant exploration. Especially, grump ol' Rajah. Miles is his favorite toy in the entire house!
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