Fritz going over to dad for lunch,then sitting looking at me in the kitchen while I get soup.I was going to have a sandwich,decided to have soup,should have had the sandwich,the soup was mom's.Fritz is more quieter when I eat soup than when I eat a sandwich.He has been up and then down here and is now up on mom's lap shaking,won't go out.He got a little chicken to eat,though he hasn't ate all his yet.He protected dad 4 years ago when dad came home from Toronto after an operation of a abdominal aneurysm,then shortly after that it was dad that had a accident with the tractor while out snow plowing and Fritz stuck close to him,I didn't notice any growling then as now.