Yes, Bali has finally come to her senses. Literally. Elias is no longer a noisy little intruder who has stolen all the attention she enjoyed for many years - well, maybe he still is - but now she just doesn't care. For this pair have formed a bond. One that is common between dogs and little boys - food.
Crackers, Cheerios, avocado, salmon scraps - you name it, Elias has flung it from his high chair. And there is Bali, eager, drool dripping, lips quivering, poised to spring into clean-up crew action at a moments notice.
Fine, I suppose, less work for me. But most likely the "we don't feed the doggy while we're eating" idea may take a while to sink in.
Elias has also been expanding his taste experiences by sampling a bit of the garden fare. He decided it all just tastes like dirt.