Here I am eating my special wet food, that my person combines with water to form a slurry. I slurp the slurry. Then I take a bath and dampen my fur with my slurry-breath.
I like to chew on leafy things. When my people brought home the farm basket, I sniffed all the vegetables and chomped on the leafy ones. My person said she would have to wash off my slurry-spit later.
Here I am in a beer box. I don't really drink beer. Just water from the sink. I don't care for my water fountain anymore. I like beer boxes though.
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
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