October 6, 2019

White Dog, as usual, watched everyone in the White Dog Army nearly finish dinner before she moved next to Steve who had been coaxing her to have her meal. "There is something special," he told her. "Look, all think it is pretty delicious."

She gave him her "yeah, well they eat stuff they find on the street during walks" look before cautiously taking a non-anticipatory sniff.

White Do looked up."Is that beef broth and little specks of roast?" Steve nodded. "The trimmings from momma slicing a sale roast into several meals...and cooked up just for the Army."

"Geez, dad, why didn't you say so in the first place?"