I should have named Victor Mikey. He doesn't like anything. THe only treat he feels is edible is the freeze dried beef or liver. NOt freeze dried cheese, not peanut butter anything. Not even 3 dog Barkery cookies. Mary thought that he was an absolute fool and she would have gladly taken anything he rejected. It was extra embarrassing at the Pet therapy function we attended last week. THey had a very nice goody bag for each dog that came to the "doggy party". So now I am sitting here feeding them to Pepper. They gave it to VIctor and i warned them, but it didn't do any good. They wanted to give him a treat and he spat it on the floor and walked away. Shame on you victor...would it have killed you just this once to chew it and act grateful? Other than that he did a much better job than he has been doing lately. i took a hiatus until the pressure was off for my health, but also because I was beginning to question how he was relating with the residents. Normally he has great eye contact, and acts as if he is a magnet and they are a piece of metal. But after we saw one woman with hospice (i will never know why they sent us to her) that was obviously dying, he retracted his zest. I would take him and he would behave, but that glee was just gone. I got a call for this party and I thought they were talking about Hyia..the woman introduced herself as Hannah's mother. Hyia has a friend whos' mother introduces herself the same way. So i said Yes we would love to come to the party. THen after I hung up I realized she has said Victor. OOps. SO we came out of our break and I thought ok, we will see how he does. Maybe it was because other dogs where there, and he hates to be upstaged, or maybe it was because these people had a different set of problems and it was not a nursing home setting. No matter, he was back to his old self again and it was good to see. I hope to get up to the nursing home tomorrow and see how he reacts there.