Sweet Duchess, our spoiled rotten, ever-shedding dog is allowed in the house in the evenings. She knows to wander around and lick up any dinner drops that have been neglected. Even though her nose is even with our counter-tops, she never gets up on them to clean up leftovers or anything that might be out. Our table is even lower than that and she still will leave it all alone -- steaks, hamburgers, chicken scraps.
HOWEVER -- if you leave a peanut-butter and jelly sandwich unattended for more than 7 seconds, you can kiss it good-bye. It is HERS!
