Monday, July 25, 2011

Hunger Strike

Crappy/Less Crappy
 Being as I am used to getting filet mignon and pate de campagne, I refused to continue eating that crackly crap for puppies they were giving me. I pulled a Mahatma Gandhi, which forced my minders to improve my eating conditions.
Enchilada was appalled at the fact that there are three or even four aisles dedicated exclusively to dog food, even worse, she claims, than the cereal aisle for humans. She thinks pet products are like wedding expenditures: with the excuse of loving sentiment, it's sheer armed robbery.
So they got me a new food that has chewy stuff in it that I actually like. It does not beat Boulud, but it's good for noshing.

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