Day Twenty Eight: Twenty Eight Bottles of Rum On the Wall….

By jhianna

*Nom Nom Nom*

Some days, she thinks the Glucosamine bites are treats and picks them off her food as soon as I put them in the bowl.

Other days, she thinks they’re icky bits that she needs to eat around.

(Oh, and don’t be too grossed out at the state of the doggie mat. It’s been laundered since I took the picture, honest!)

2 Responses to “Day Twenty Eight: Twenty Eight Bottles of Rum On the Wall….”

  1. cronznet Says:

    What a sweeeeet old dog!

  2. Jhianna Says:

    She is getting that way (old) but there are times when she leaps about like a puppy :D

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