Wednesday, September 9
The only heartbeat I don't mind losing to
But then he stops eating all his food for the last three days. And I cave, of course, because he's Oliver and he's in charge of everything.
So now, there's a bowl of Cooper's food in the dining section of the kitchen. (I checked, and Cooper's stuff is just as good for the senior as it is for the puppy or adult dog.) Everyone has eaten their fill, and they seem happy with the food situation as it is now. Oliver will get his pills in string cheese morning and night, and we will forgo the wet-food dinners.
So, even though I don't consider us a win-lose relationship, I think it's fair to say that Oliver totally won this round.
Posted by Kimmie G at 9:55 PM