Having a golden retriever is like keeping a pig, I swear. I just picked a bowl of green beans, brought them in and snapped for steaming. Offered the snapped-off bits to Cardhu, and damned if he didn't munch them right up and ask for more. I don’t think there’s a thing he won’t eat.
Oh, Gabriolans, it’s a beautiful holiday weekend. Surely before God you could find something to do that didn’t involve chainsaws?