Garbage Eater

Hello. My name is Rosco and I am a....*gulp*....garbage eater. Phew...that was tough. I hope you guys don't think less of me. My mom is puzzled by my recent taste for foreign objects. Last week I ate 6 clarinet reeds (they were yucky and used...yummo!). This morning (or last night, I forget) I ate hershey kiss wrappers and this big black plastic thingy. I dunno what it was...mom doesn't know what it was. She tried to put it back together when she found it...She says it is a good thing I have a stomach of steel....I usually barf it up, or it....well, you know...comes out the other end!

So...I am back to being in my crate when mom and dad are gone, and I can't go downstairs if they are upstairs. It is just like when they first brought me home! I was doing so good, they would leave me out of my crate when they left. Mom says I did this to myself. It is a good thing I like my crate!

Anyway, mom has been wondering, what strange things have you all eaten? She has heard that sometimes dogs who are missing something from their diets will eat strange things...but she thinks I'm just being dumb. Dumb?? How rude! I can't help it if all those things smelled yummy!

Lots of love,

Rosco