I shoulda known better.
A few days back I foolishly purchased a slightly different dry dog food. Same make, same kibble, except it was the "Homestyle" type. (Better known as the "fakey-organicy-you'll-be-a-better-dog-owner-if-you-pay-us-ahelluvalot-more-for-this-crap-because-we-put-photos-of-vegetables-on-the-bag" style.)
What's the problem with that? Well, it seems my dog has an aversion to any- and every- thing that isn't her usual food. Oh she gobbled it down as normal, inhaled so fast I highly doubt she even tasted it... but I paid dearly for my bad decision later by her incessant whining alerting me to a Imminent Irritable GI System Emergency.
Of course it was in the wee hours of the morning. On a weekday.
So as I stood at the garage door half-comatose, (resplendent in PJs, Micky Mouse slippers and hooded winter jacket bytheway) awaiting her return from the backyard doggy lavatory, my mind began to wander at how terrible it would be to eat the exact same thing, day-in and day-out.
And then I remembered I once knew a fellow who used to eat an identical lunch every day. A ham and cheese sandwich.
Monday: Ham and cheese sandwich.
Tuesday: Ham and cheese sandwich.
Wednesday: Ham and cheese sandwich.
Thursday: Ham and cheese sandwich.
Friday: PB and J.... just kidding! Ham and cheese sandwich. Natch.
* Gak *
And then I spent what little was left of the night tossing and turning, unable to get back to sleep. Try as I might, I couldn't come up with the One Thing I could limit my diet to. No matter how tasty, I doubt I could choke down the same food day after day after day...
Note to self: Chuck the Homestyle kibble. Buy the old crap.
Unless I want to start every weekday at 4:37 am.
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