"Expectation management"
Don't you just hate that phrase?
I hear it from Gail a lot. Especially in relation to treats.
It's bad enough that she never ever gives me any tasty morsels when she herself is eating, whether at home, in a café or enjoying a picnic when out on a walk.
What's worse is that tells her friends to do the same, claiming that if I learn to expect something then I will "become a pest".
I know for a fact that her friend 'M', pictured above, always carries nice big treats in her pocket, and of course I expect to be given some.
The good news is, I just know that my expectations in this regard will be met at some stage in our regular walks.
I do like 'M'.
