So much that when I accidentally bought salmon dog food, I still fed it to them. Besides wondering how much I spoil my dogs, you may wonder why this is a sign of my love? First, I freely admit that my dogs eat much better than I do. Hell, no one puts a spoonful of yummy canned dog food on my kibble every night. Or a dollop of yogurt on my morning kibble. Not that I'd want that, but I think of it as like if someone gave you a salad and then put a whole bunch of ranch dressing on it. I'd like the salad much better. So here's where the love comes in. I am violently allergic to salmon and the smell of it makes me want to hurl. When I was putting the cans in the pantry and I saw that I grabbed a can of nasty salmon, I considered just throwing it away. Then I thought that was wasteful and decided to exchange it for something not so gross. Then I got lazy. But today I got brave. And while I didn't hurl, I'm not hungry for dinner anymore. Maybe this is a new diet plan because you could offer me all the ranch, mayonnaise, butter, bacon, and fried whatever and I'd still turn it down.
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I'm with you. What did the dogs say?
They are all wags and woofs.
Then I guess you've never tasted the joys of Copper River salmon. It's like a gazillion dollars per pound, only in season from about Memorial Day to about Labor Day.
*barf*Um, no. Too bad for me. *barf*
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