My dog is so spoiled, and it’s all my fault.

She’s gotten used to me giving her a treat every time I come back in the house from a miscellaneous errand — even if it’s just a quick Starbucks run.

She’s gotten so used to it that now when I come back in the house, once I’ve taken off my outside shoes and put my slippers on, she runs to the spot where I normally make her wait for her treats and snacks, and she assumes her begging/say please position and waits for the treat to arrive.

Today, I was out of treats because I need to go shopping, so I gave her a new bully stick instead, and that seemed to do the trick.

I love this little dog so much. I can’t imagine my life without her cuteness in it.