February 22, 2018

White Dog moved aside a little so that Tizenegy could lie on the mat next to her and Steve to get his ears scratched. She looked at him.

"My heavens, brother," she said, "Footies AND that mess under your chin put you FIRST on this weekend's Spa list. I am glad you so enjoy your dinner but maybe momma ought to make you a bib so that you stay fresh and clean."

Teez looked at her and smiled. "I just happen to LOVE all of the good foods that maybe I gobble a bit too fast. But I can't help myself."

"Don't worry, Bud," Steve told him. "Your new slow bowl might help."

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