When I change clothes after work, he brings my slippers to me. Boy, he'd make someone a good service dog. He's a retrievin' fool!
Anyway, I haven't said anything about this...I'm in the beginning process of teaching Tag to bring his food dish to me when it's time to eat. So far, and with just a little prompting (like, you know, "Go get your dish, Tag."), he happily grabs his dish off the top of his crate and brings it to me.
Like this... and this...
I need to get him to do it on his own...and I have a plan.
I'll keep ya posted!