looking at how Dog gobbles up his new brand of kibbles in contrast to the last month of food refusal lethargy and fears of inflammatory bowels and worse, it dawns on me that he was on a hunger strike all this time.
we exchange notes with our new neighbor. his dogs are nine and fifteen. oh good, i say, Dog's ten and we want him to be around longer. keep'em skinny, is his advice. right. bring on your next strike, Dog, and watch the old Science Diet make a comeback.
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