Well, mom and dad did it again and left me alone for what was actually only 5 min. but felt like an eternity...a glorious eternity in front of an all-you-can-eat-dog-food-bag-on-the-floor buffet.In that short period of time I consumed so much Science Diet that I believe I moved its stock price up. My belly became so bloated that it eventually was the stopping force...not because it was full, but it was too difficult to lift my body up to inhale the doggie chow.
In looking back on the event, I can't help thinking that I was a little like Al Pacino from Scar face...twisted in a maniacal rampage with one driving force. And there's me saying "Say hello to my little friend" except instead of "little" I mean "big", and instead of "friend" I mean "diarrhea".
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