Hey Cinder! Cool!! Can't believe I'm really talkin to the ***REAL STAR***!! Sounds like you three been thru quite a bit there at yer den!! Just let me say, it's a pleasure to shake your paw! So, dad's been feedin ya unyins!! OK by me! But mom's been doin lots a 'vestigatin on this here 'puter and seems the jury is in on this un! Seems if we pups eat a lot of the stinky balls, like one er two a day for a week or 2, we start losing those red things floatin in our blood. Even a little unyins in our food, as a regular thing, can make us kinda punky and puky. I think doc Paul called it aneemeia, or, wait mom says to spell it right, OK, anemia. Chronic anemia at that! It won't make us suddenly keel over with our feet pointin up all stiff- like (like the dreaded chocolate) but still, not a good idea. Dad use to give us veggie leftovers and salad with lots a unyins. No more!! Mom wasn't sure the other day just how much was legal, ah, lethal, but, as usual, she's always frettin and thinkin the worse so a course she had to call doc Paul STAT!! He said it was cool...don't sweat it. Maybe a belly ache, some barfin, a few stinky ~air biscuits~ or two, but nuttin like a lab-mergency. Anywho, and trust me Cind, this ain't eazy for me so say, after all I am a lab, but from one great pup to another, I think it's a good idea to lay off the stinky things and stick to sumthin safe on those sandwitches like lots of roast beef and turkey!! Might set a good example for the Kid too. Last thing he needs is a belly ache and more poop-eroni!! And Cind, let me tell ya, you are one great bud to the Kid...and dad!! Hope Hannah's poem gave dad and a gentle shove in the right deee-rection!! I always thought a trio sounded better than a duet anyway! I love ya Cinder. Give that Stray Kid a big sloppy kiss from one beautiful blond labrador babe! Catch ya later Cind. Keep the Kid safe; dad too. Your Pal, Star