After the dogfood larvae incident and the dismissive way Purina dealt with it, I was very happy to receive this huge basket of Cesar Bistro dinners for Daisy.
So she's been eating Steak Tips and Garden Greens, Steak Florentine, Tuscan Style Stew with Beef, Grilled Chicken Primavera... in other words, my little dog is eating better than I am. (I live on the Single Chick Diet - pasta, hot dogs, anything frozen, and beer. Of course beer.)
Needless to say, one of us has been much happier than the other around dinnertime.
She's lovin' her Cesars. I'm lovin' the lack of larvae. Really.
Sorry Maggie, Daisy's takin' over.
*cough* Daisy the Spokesdoggie? Anyone? *cough*
Moving along with this Daisy-centric post - I finally bought her a crate. I was against it for so long, but my dog expert friends advised that it was best for the girly, and she needed a secure place to sleep when I leave the apartment.
It had gotten to the point where Daisy figured out how to open my fridge while I was out. Oh yeah.
Ever found butter in your bed or perogies in your furniture? Hot.
Happy Mother's Day, Daisy. I bought you a doggie jail.
Except... she likes it! Huzzah, a success... so far.
A blanket and a monkey friend make her house The Superhappyfunplace. Hopefully this means that the contents of my fridge, shower and closet are now safe from my li'l monster.