Dog Food Storage

Breeze was known as the big fat white one when she was a puppy. She has grown up to be slightly overweight, but since my last two doctors have looked me up on a graph and told me I am obese; so who am I to point the finger?

As she grew up, she would still pinch off the older dog; I have known her take the hide chew out of his mouth and keep hers under her paws until she has finished his. If you left a digestive on the coffee table Shale would take it; no real problem in his mind; if we were in the room he wouldn’t take it but he would give it a damn good sniffing, looking at us all the time and enough dribble to put you off eating it.

Breeze though always looked guilty even catching sight of the biscuit in the first place. She would slink because she wanted it.Â

Yesterday I fed them in the kitchen and came through to the living room. A minute or two later Shale came and joined us, but for a change he looked guilty. I knew he couldn’t have done much in the time; Breeze was scratching around in the kitchen – getting her bed comfortable I thought. Two minutes later she was still scratching so I went to see what she was up to.

Breeze had her head buried in the box of food; I had never seen even her so bloated looking. I had an anxious ten seconds worrying about her stomach bursting. Then I remembered how easily she can be sick so I stopped worrying. But she hardly got fed today.

Take care, and shut the cupboard doors after feeding the dogs!

Ken