There isn’t room in my little kitchen for a dog bed. Instead, Silas has a rug. This is where he eats his dinner, and I try to encourage him to stay on it if he’s around while I’m cooking.
When it’s time to eat, he sits on his rug like this:
Somedays he hangs out there while I get his food ready; some days I call him in and he just sits as I put the dish down.
Lately, he’s really gotten the hang of being on his kitchen mat outside of meal times. So this morning I turned around from getting coffee to see Silas, sitting pitifully in front of his empty dish. My husband caught my eye. “Don’t feed him again; I’ve already done it. He’s faking.”
I think maybe we need to teach him to lie down on his rug when it isn’t meal time.