I don’t think I’ve ever seen our dogs eat their chunks. When their bowls are filled they gather around semi-excited with expectant looks, examine the bowl for about 2 seconds then walk away as if to say: “You bastard! How dare you feed me this crap!”. Later their bowls will be empty. It’s like by some unspoken principle they simply refuse to eat in front of me. Maybe they solely live of table scraps and its really the neighbourhood pigeons pecking up their pellets.
