I returned from the store with odd snacks. One manufacturer makes a chicken jerky for dogs. Normally, my dog has to be fed by hand. This appeals to some for an odd reason. There is something about the chicken jerky that drives the dog wild. I broke him off half a piece while I was changing a light bulb. He jumped onto the counter from a nearby table and got the other.
The Maltese sleeps next to me usually resting on a shoulder. The Pomeranian sleeps under the bed wherever I rest. The Maltese learned that children will leave him alone when I rest. In turn he keeps the Pomeranian under control. I don't like the Pomeranian and hope it escapes for good.