He’s not supposed to eat carrots these days. They’re higher in calcium than is good for him, according to his new vet. So he hasn’t eaten many in the last three or four months. But tonight I saw the carrots in the fridge, and I saw him looking at me, and I thought of the old Redd Foxx line about giving up smoking and drinking and eating fried foods and indulging in risky sex with questionable partners only to end up DYING FROM NOTHING.
So he got a little treat.
This makes me smile. My cat gets treats she oughtn’t from time to time for the same reason.
Coalie the dog is old and creaky and stinky and leaky. We need to give him even more treats.
Thistle? Long ears, small body. That carrot must have filled her stomach. Had a rabbit once. Outdoor pen between two grapevines. She loved grape leaves. And of course she provided great fertilizer. Treats, boons, rewards, feast days, lotteries are a god-given right.
Dude, you whistled at a bunny to try to get his attention? I see that it worked about as well as it does on cats, which is to say not. I did, though, find the carrot-on-the-noggin hypnosis trick instructive.