I cannot resist, I simply must enter Delta into the Cracker Dog category of Mango Minster!
I try to say “Look here Delta! You are not a cocker spaniel, you are not a German Shorthaired Pointer, You are a giant breed… and a Great Dane no less! I want to see you lazing, being dopey, exercising your three brain cells and drooling!”
Delta has the hide to go and have a million brain cells that think up a million different ways to be naughty!
Here she stole flour from the closed pantry and emptied it all over the house. As you can see I, Digby, am most remorseful for eating a bit – Delta on the other paw, the main perpetrator of this devlish activity, feels only wild amusement!
Delta doesn’t reserve her cracker behaviour for at home. Delta is cracker at the river, cracker at club, cracker everywhere!
Then there was the time that she gave Mumma the concussion when her zoomies went into over-drive.
If a picture is worth a thousand words, then a collage is like a textbook. So I do believe I have presented a case equivalent to four textbooks on the inappropriate Cracker-ness of Delta!