Well, I’ve seen my last grain of rice for what I hope will be a LONG time. Since I kept my food down all weekend, my mom started easing me back to my regular diet. It’s not the diet I dream of, but it’s high quality dog food and my mom says, “Millions of dogs would be thrilled to eat this stuff.”
Yeah, right. What’s wrong with steak and peanut butter?
Our vet called to see how we were doing. That is SO nice. My mom’s doctor never called when she injured her arm last summer.
The vet, Laura, said, “Only Gracie’s body knows what happened.”
My mom signed, “Yeah, and Gracie’s not telling.”
Nope. Just keep bringing on the treats and we’ll get along just fine.
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