Heart-exploding moments with a dog going blind

So, sometimes the dehydrated sweet potato in the Kong just won’t come out, and after working at it for a long time, the only solution is to bring it to the thumbed biped for assistance, right?

 

Which just happened. So I fished the sweet potato slice to the halfway-out position as I always do if it’s really stuck in there, and Gilly, as he always does, very sweetly, gingerly, delicately extended his muzzle out to take hold of it with his little grooming-teeth, silvered eyes half-closed with anticipated chewy delight, and sweetly, gingerly, delicately took hold of my ring and pulled–and pulled–and pulled–

 

AAAHHH, I shouted. YOU JUST EXPLODED MY HEART.

 

BARK. He said. THAT IS NOT A SWEET POTATO. PUT THOSE THUMBS TO WORK, BIPED, AND MANIFEST MY SWEET POTATO.

 

Which I did, because: love.

 

Good thing my fingers were bent. I don’t think platinum’s good for dogs.

 

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