Mark (mhaithaca) wrote,
Mark
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Lucky doggie

Millie, one of my coworkers at the Inn, leads a good life. She didn't always, but since she was adopted about a year and a half ago, after being rescued from an abusive former owner, she gets to relax. She spends most of her day curled up in a doggie bed in front of the fireplace in the dining room.

Guard DogShe's not a svelte doggie; she eats well, and often. In fact, she generally eats canned dog food with cut-up pieces of chicken apple breakfast sausage.

This afternoon, there wasn't any chicken apple sausage ready, so Lynnette put a little ham in her dish instead. She wasn't having it. She picked at it for a couple of hours, but really seemed unhappy. Before I left, I asked Lynnette if I should grab some sausage from the freezer downstairs and cook it up, and she said sure.

Before long, Millie knew what was up, and kept peeking around the kitchen door. When it was cooked, I cooled off one of the pieces under running cold water, chopped it up, and we gave Millie a fresh dish of just what she wanted! She seemed very happy.
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