Joan took some pictures of me last week at the dog park but she hasn't downloaded them onto the computer yet for me...so you'll have to wait.
In the meantime, I'm disappointed in myself because Joan keeps tricking me, and I keep falling for it. It is that dang pink pill she keeps giving me. She'll throw it under my food but while I'm eating, I'll come upon it and then spit it out on the mat next to my bowl. Then the next thing I know, I return from being outside and do a "walk-by" my bowl and smell something - mmmm...peanut butter...and then I eat it up. Guess what? The pill is in the peanut butter. I keep falling for this trick day after day. I'm such a food hound that the peanut butter lulls my brain, and I can't think straight and just eat it up. Then, my brain starts working again and I realize, oops, I just fell for the trick again!
I hear that other dogs fall for this, too, so I won't feel SO bad about it.