Monday, June 08, 2015

Getting Up in the World


It was time.

Time for a raised feeder.  A tall boy needs a tall feeder.  I’m not a huge gulper, nor do I eat super quickly, so that wasn’t the impetus to purchase this fine feeder.  No, it was just that I looked like a giraffe trying to eat Skittles whenever I would have to bend all of the way down to the floor to eat.  And that’s not a good look.

I enjoy my new feeder.  Much comfier.  Still giraffe, less Skittles.

Love,
Bogart

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