Richie went away for a little while, and came back with this! I immediately thought that this must be made for me, what with a Berner pictured on the box. I can't read, but they smelled like cookies to me.
Speaking of eating, here's how I ate my breakfast and dinner a couple of times. Christine would sit on the stairs in front of me, and either hand feed me, or toss a few kibbles onto the grass so I could eat without having to get up. How spoiled am I?
Mischa
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