Oh, it's not the meatball he's after, it's the rubber ball. He can take or leave food but he's freakishly toy-obsessed. He learned how to open the fridge out of curiosity, but after he'd seen inside and made sure I wasn't stashing tennis balls in there, he wandered away without eating anything and never bothered to do it again.
He is my perfect dog. He's possibly the best thing that's ever happened to me. I love him so much it hurts.
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Date: 2007-05-27 04:29 pm (UTC)He is my perfect dog. He's possibly the best thing that's ever happened to me. I love him so much it hurts.