I've been having trouble w/my jaw again and just couldn't eat dinner this evening, so after I went to bed tonight I laid there for quite a while, tossing and turning, then I realized that I was hungry, so I made half a sandwich. I like Buddig chicken and Puddy adores it but lately her appetite has been so-so. I brought the sandwich upstairs into the bedroom to see if she would smell it and come out from under my bed and voila! You should've heard those little paws scuffling! Then she came up onto the bed and just stared at me, so I gave her a little piece of chicken and she scarfed it down. I gave her another piece. Scarfed it again. So I kept tearing off little pieces and she essentially ate my half sandwich. LOL I had some low fat chocolate milk and after I drank it, she put her face right down into the glass and licked the sides. (Remember, she's a choc-o-holic like her Mom. Mmm, fudgesicles....)

I don't know why I felt compelled to tell you this. I just took it as a good sign, I guess, and wanted to share it w/you. I post when I'm stressed and sad over her, so I thought I'd post something positive for a change. Living alone, I don't have anyone to share these things with unless I call someone and if I bother them with "Puddy ate some chicken", they're gonna think I'm nuts. LOL Anyhow, thanx for listening to my ongoing saga about my Puddy girl. I appreciate all the comments and encouragement from so many of you.