Visiting at Petrina's house, Jude wore himself and her three dogs out chasing and throwing sticks. When he came in starving and thirsty, he expected his new best buddies to join in the eat and drink. While the big dogs took a much needed break on the porch, little Austin followed Jude to the table.
He volunteered to use my plate to save dishes (we do this a lot at home), but turns out, he noticed it was dirty.
"Jude, give it to mom and I'll rinse it off for you."
"No, no mom. I got it. Here you go little dog, clean it off."
He proceeded to lay it on the floor so Austin could lick it clean. I offered to rinse it again, but he was satisfied Austin had done an excellent job so no further cleaning was necessary. He then insisted it was ready for his food. Now I'm not one for dog slobber on my eating surface, but as a mother who doesn't want to immediately instill her children a fear or judgement of things that are different, I had to go along with it.
After he had his toast, he was ready for some chocolate. Again Austin was tasked with making sure he had a clean plate to eat off of. I can assure everyone that we don't insist his plate be spotless in between all food he might consume at one setting, he just liked having a dog to lick his plate.
He spotted trace amounts of chocolate on his plate and again little Austin did his duty. I mentioned to Petrina it needed washing despite its clean appearance to which Jude chimed in, "no, no just put it away. Its clean. Austin cleaned it."
Petrina thought it was a cute exchange between boy and dog, I think that anyone who hires Jude as a dishwasher best beware. His clean plate membership may just be denied.
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