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Angel-devil?
When I wonder what I could have been thinking when I let Apache eat our friend's dog food, all I have to do is look at this sequence of pictures to remember how desperately cute she was trying to get into Sarah's (the dane-Great Pyr mix) food.
Apache had found Sarah's open bin of kibble and the top was -just- out of her reach. In the third picture she's doing a kind of "Fosdale-flop", straining sideways over the edge of the bin. Eventually she just managed to climb into the bin and munch away. Sarah was non-plussed, to say the least.
Here is that same sequence, annotated
A bigger version of the above.
Apache had found Sarah's open bin of kibble and the top was -just- out of her reach. In the third picture she's doing a kind of "Fosdale-flop", straining sideways over the edge of the bin. Eventually she just managed to climb into the bin and munch away. Sarah was non-plussed, to say the least.
Here is that same sequence, annotated
A bigger version of the above.
