Oops

When Timber, my Samoyed, didn't eat his dinner, I became a little worried. That boy NEVER misses a meal. In fact, I can often hear the lid of his food bin banging up and down if I'm late with the vittles (Timber's idea of a subtle hint). I ceased to be worried when I found the empty bags that used to house 2 dozen day-old donuts slated for the chicken's lunch. Sigh...