So there we were. Dinner over, the dogs happy ( I thought ) after their first REAL meal since the chicken and rice diet they have been on since getting unwell. And I had cut myself a piece of Queen's Cake ( no snide comments, please ) and turned around to the stove to get ready to make the obligatory after dinner pot of coffee.
When I happened to look back at the table there was NO cake on the plate, absolutely none.
One of the mangy mutts had managed to stretch and get a hold of the cake and devour it in a few bites.
All I could find were crumbs.
And guilty looking canines.
And all this after so much money spent on getting them better ( chocolate is very bad for dogs, as all dog lovers know )
Now all we can do is wait and hope that the chocolate, as opposed to distemper and poison, will not harm these incorrigible mutts.
Will they ever learn, or more to the point
will I ever learn.
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