The thoughts of me and my dog who used to be Harvey, but is now George, who is Harvey's great-great-great-great-nephew.
Thursday, May 01, 2008
The slippery slope
I gave George his lunch and then came and sat at the computer. After a little while George came in, licking his lips and chewing. Now, he doesn't usually do that: he has dry food that isn't really of the lip-licking variety. But I knew there wasn't any food out in the kitchen so I didn't worry.
It wasn't until I went into the hall and found the remaining piece of a bar of soap that I realised what he had been munching on. This could have interesting consequences.