He ate and ate and ate. I can still feel his backbone. He ate all the dry food I had and a whole can of food all by himself. Then he sprawled out in the garage and slept. And then ate some more when I got more dry food. He's a little skiddish but that's okay. I don't know what he's been up to.
He is one happy boy for the time being.
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