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Sam. Sammy. Sammer. Or, more accurately, Trouble on the Hoof. These are the adventures of one ridiculous Labrador Retriever and the girl who brought him home.

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Do the Coooool Whip!

The last of the Thanksgiving pie was polished off today, and with it the tub of Cool Whip that naturally goes with pie. The Mother, to my semi-amusement, semi-dismay, decided to let the dogs lick the empty Cool Whip container clean. I don't think it was healthy for them, but they did share remarkably well:

Brothers sharing

And of course, they both had Cool Whip faces afterward, which was pretty funny.

Sam's Cool Whip face lasted only a few seconds


Marcus' tongue couldn't reach all of his face
to lick, so his Cool Whip face lasted much longer

Sam did have a good first Thanksgiving, though. He got turkey skin and some gravy mixed into his kibble, which he scarfed down immediately. And then he got to finish Marcus' gravy-kibble, since Marcus didn't like it. What dog doesn't like gravy? The only food Sam has ever turned down has been sushi, and that's because he didn't understand the salmon. (He also doesn't understand apples, but he still tries.)

And no, I'm not feeding my dog horrible people food all the time. Sam's diet is 90% big boy kibble (aka large breed puppy chow), 5% milkbones, and 5% scraps. Usually the scraps are meat- or carb-based, but occasionally I'll let him try something random like a piece of apple or spinach. He actually liked the spinach, oddly enough. I know what foods are dangerous for him, and he doesn't get enough of them to affect him, anyway. This kid is bordering 100 pounds; I don't think one french fry's gonna kill him.

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