Posted by on Nov 15, 2021 | 13 comments

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I know there is arthritis powder in this, but the chef hid it well.

Well, I was late to breakfast this morning, otherwise known as “crackers” around here. Don’t ask me why but when mama says, “Crackers, Loulou”, my little mouth waters and I come running.

It’s just to make her happy. I know full well that it’s kibble and seafood, a sort of surf and turf combo, haha.

But we like to make THEM happy, right?

See, mama, I know how to take my meds, and frankly, the olive oil helps.

Feh! Could you not PHOTOGRAPH me, mama, with my TONGUE out?  Jeez, some anthros…

What I really wanted was THIS: