We have now joined the ranks of other canines who eat that *chow* in a can and the dry morsels in a bag..
We're eating food made especially for dogs and it's all Ollie's fault.
Since the pet food scare in April of 2007, Mom has been cooking for me and I had always been given a clean bill of health. Ollie came along eating his Natural Balance and decided that he liked my homemade delicacies better. So, it was home-cooked meals for two furkids.
I think I'm adapting to a different diet better than I ever expected. Ollie, of course, eats anything. The Natural Balance chicken is actually better than Mom's cuisine.
Speaking of slop . . .
We got this picture from Tegan's blog. Mom absolutely adores Paula Deen recipes despite the fact that
they're a cardiologist's nightmare. (A pound of butter, 5 cups of heavy cream, 2 cups of sugar . . .)
Here's a recent picture of us. I'm laughing at Ollie's girly pink bandage.