The dogs at home eat breakfast around 7:30 am, and dinner has been creeping earlier and earlier; originally 6 pm, the dogs have begged their way to the senior citizen special at 4 pm...which means by 6:30, they are ready for a treat.
No, not a dog treat. Vanilla ice cream.
More does come, when my dad eats his ice cream around 8 pm. I know of no other dogs so wantonly spoiled as these two...my brother jokes that the dogs have a higher ice cream budget than the rest of the family, and that's probably true. Spoiled rotten.
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