Okay, the dog feeding story goes like this. Above you can see the container we keep our dog food in. (Dakota is helping herself although it is not the kind of food she eats - of course she likes my dogs better). One evening Carl and Christy went to the store to get a few things and I stayed with Jasmine and the nine dogs. After they left Taggert starting scratching at the bin which means I'm hungry. So I said to Jasmine Let's get the dogs in their kenels and feed them. I started with Snoopy and Taggert as their kennels are at the end of the family room. As I turned around, Jasmine had a hold of Oreo's collar trying to pull her to her kennel - now remember no one makes Oreo do something she doesn't want to do without the risk of getting bit. First I was shocked that she knew which kennel was Oreo's and then I was shocked that she would actually know what I meant and try to help do it. I quickly grabbed her away from Oreo before anything happened. Jasmine was very gently pulling on Oreo and Oreo has been more patient than normal with Jasmine but we wouldn't want anything to destroy that delicate balance.

Then I went back to putting dogs in kennels. All of a sudden I heard a thump! I turned and there is Jasmine sitting on the floor with the dog food container upturned and about 5 or so lbs of dog food on her lap! She didn't cry or anything but looked at me like okay Grandma where are the bowls to put the dog food in - I've got it all out!!! And she helped scooping it up into the bowls!!! Now how is that for a helpful grand daughter!!