Cooper had his first raw meal tonight. He was quite funny about it all. I sat his bowl down and let him know it was time to eat. He walked over and smelled it and then looked back at me and then back at the bowl and then me, finally GRABBED the first piece and took off to my the bedroom.... :scared: he is not eating supper in my bed so I go chasing after him, get him back into the sunroom and shut the gate. I stood there to watch him eat. He kept looking me, I guess he thought that he had something that he wasn't suppose to have and wanted to make sure I wasn't going to take it away. Needless to say, he loved it.