Pickles has been a bit under the weather lately, but it's nothing that a little TLC, 10 rounds of antibiotics, and a $90 vet visit can't fix. So, to help her feel better faster, I agreed to her demands, and I let her eat her very favorite food: expensive ornamental grasses.
For five minutes today, she was in heaven. As a bonus, we kept the dog inside. (There's been a recent influx of chipmunks anyway, and we've already had one "incident" that I'd rather soon forget.) And for the record, those grasses are as fuzzy and delicious and curative as they look.
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