Harry Update

We've solved mystery as to why Ollie keeps "climbing aboard" poor Harry every time they meet in the street. Ollie's Mum has revealed that Harry bears a strong resemblance to Jess, Ollie's old flame from Sydney. Ollie's getting old and a bit blind so I guess it's plausible he could make that mistake. Or maybe deep down he just thinks Harry has a really hot ass.

Speaking of which, we encountered the ACT Health Minister and his dogs on a recent walk. One very old and very fat golden retreiver and two yappy types. The yappy ones took a shining to young Harry, sniffing his butt repeatedly before declaring him indeed "quite healthy".

In other news, our black and white hero had been off his food lately. I'd been serving up delicious treats but all he did was sniff half-heartedly and give me that withering, "Is that all you got?" look. He turned up his nose at the usual PAL and Chum and Lucky Dog, so I bought him some expensive My Dog (Guaranteed To Tempt Fussy Eaters, apparently) and very frou-frou Good-O's. Again he wouldn't touch them, but Gordon from across the street jumped over the fence and very obligingly finished it for him.

In a last ditch measure I took a trip to Supabarn and bought some Chappi. And would you bloody believe it, he scoffed it down in ten seconds. He's had it four more times since and goes wild at the sight of that tacky green can. He even went for the Rex. And last night, I gave him a wee can of Bounce for an evening snack and he wolfed that down too. All along I've been trying to give the hound quality meals when what he really wanted was the crappy Chappi. Then again he's a white trash mutt from the local pound, what do you expect?