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Tye's the alpha dog here. He's nine and he was here first and for now he's bigger. Maggie's already faster, though and has the kind of nature that moves her to grab Robyn's panties and parade around the house with them.

Maggie taught Tye that cool air comes out of the grates. Tye always goes to the grate Maggie showed him. Maggie goes to all the grates.

Tye believes that as alpha dog, he has the right to eat whenever he likes and that he can stop Maggie from eating, even if he really doesn't want to eat himself. Maggie has her ways, though.

Whenever one dog wants out, the other dog goes out, too. I don't know why, but it's some kind of code, like the cliche about women and the powder room perhaps. Tonight Maggie went to the back door and barked. Tye looked up from his food and went to the back door to be let out. I opened the door and Tye went out. Maggie went to the food and started eating. I closed the door, leaving Tye outside watching Maggie eat.

I left him out there until Maggie had finished eating. You have to reward initiative.