At aproximately 11:30 on the morning of May 19th, wilst his siblings slept, Orlando, third son of Big Dude and Little Angel, ATE PUPPY CHOW. I kid you not. The intrepid boy, shyest and friendliest of the six pups, most reluctant to lap formula from a dish, gobbled down a healthy third of a saucer full of puppy chow (softened with formula to the consistancy of baby food).
The chile' seems to be suffering no ill effects of his adventure, romping and frolicing about the living room as his brothers and sisters sleep on through the 90 degree heat. He seemed quite eager to try the food, licking his lips happily as it was prepared and then ravenously slicking the fork I mashed it together with. Unfortunately all our cameras are out of battery, so the groundbreaking event was not caught on film.
Must buy more batteries.
Chow,
Bunny
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