Aggie has always been a suppertime kind of a girl. Come 5 p.m. she’s all up in my business letting me know that I need to get her bowl prepared for her. It starts off with her being a little restless and quickly escalates to jumping up and down (and panting pretty hard from the exertion) and if I really keep her waiting she starts barking. It starts as a low howling sound and winds up this awful high pitched yip that no one could ignore.
And just in case you don’t think my old gal gets all that excited…
So on this particular evening when I really needed to be at my computer getting work done and it was supper time I wanted to get her fed quickly. We were already at the high yip and I was already at the trying to work on the computer with a migraine. I pulled out her can of food ready to be offended.
In my limited experience with canned dog food it’s, well, not exactly appetizing looking. Color me surprised when the stuff in the can looked just like the picture on the can. It seemed like we were off to a pretty good start. The smell was really pleasant, too. It reminded me of canned stew that I loved so much as a kid. So I poured it into the bowl and then set about documenting my big gal’s experience.
And while Miss Aggie was waiting to chow down, Marla, who is most definitely a cat and NOT a dog decided to tuck in. Hey, now, it’s DOG food, Mar!
But Aggie finally got to eat, and as it turns out, I think ALPO® has a new fan!
I often link up at these parties.