To Dog food or Not to Dog Food

I have a dog here at the retirement center. That's not so unusual; there are about six dogs that I know of and about a dozen cats. My dog is bigger than all-but-one of them and frisky in spite of being blind. Several of the women--particularly the women--love my dog.

One of the residents has taken to saving some of her dinner for my dog. Her excuse is that she has a medical condition that prevents her from swallowing most foods but I think she would save something for my dog no matter. She brings the tidbits to the door and she is just tickled that the dog gets the food. It also doesn't matter that the rich food wrecks havoc on the dog's direstive system. I can't refuse her the opportunity to give the food.

So I end up eating it. It's good food. It does me no harm and I'm hungry around 9:30. The dog does not know that I am eating her food. The woman gets a warm, fuzzy feeling.