....Note: "I" is not me! Just copy and pasteing....
I have a Golden retriever. I was buying a large bag of Purina at
Wal-Mart and was in line to check out. A woman behind me asked if I had
a dog? (DUH!)
On impulse, I told her that no, I didn't have a dog, and that I was
starting the Purina Diet again. Although I probably shouldn't,
because I'd ended up in the hospital last time, but that I'd lost 50
pounds before I awakened in an intensive care ward with tubes coming
out of most of my orifices and IVs in both arms.
I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and that the way
that it works is to load your pants pockets with Purina nuggets and
simply eat one or two every time you feel hungry and that the food is
nutritionally complete so I was going to try it again.
(I have to mention here that practically everyone in the line was by now
enthralled with my story.)
Horrified, she asked if I ended up in intensive care because the dog
food poisoned me.
I told her no; "I stepped off a curb to Sniff an Irish Setter's Butt and
a Car Hit Us Both".
I thought the guy behind her was going to have a heart attack, he was
laughing so hard!