I don't trust my food. RL puts it down and I immediately try and push it somewhere where I can't see it. In the winter, when RL has a rug on the floor, I can pull it over the food, but in the summer I have to work harder.
RL was out for dinner last night and when she came home she asked where my bowl was (she's always interested in whether I eat or not). She walked around the house several times and finally found it in between some boxes on the dining room floor. It took a lot of effort to push it out of the kitchen, into the dining room and then behind those boxes! And she wonders what I do all day!
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Hmmmmm. I'm beginning to agree, Bella, that the subtitle of your blog is accurate. But you sure are a cutie!
Thank you BG. Like BP, I'm well aware of how cute I am. And I should remind you that it takes brains and strength to push that dog bowl into hiding!
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