The Tankster

OK, so I was thinking. Food recall, Tank got sick. Food recall, Tank got sick…. Hmmmmmm….. Coinicidence. Right? Hell no!

Point Numero Uno: Tank = my garbage disposal. I can feed him anything and everything, and he will never puke or get the Hershey squirts. Yes, I said never. Well, maybe not never, excuse the double-negative. Once he picked up a whole Thai chili off the street during his walk, and he puked it up a day or two later. Does that count? It came out looking exactly how it had gone in, I kid you not. That was pretty cool how it didn’t even digest in his tummy. Not even a lil. So, yeah, he can eat anything. Even “natto”! Natto is “fermented soy bean”, to all you non-Japanese food-familiar people. It’s an acquired taste, that natto is, but since Tank has acquired a taste for all things edible, he doesn’t seem to mind it at all. Tank does not have a sensitive tummy.

Doesn’t he look sad under IV and antibiotic treatment… (that’s only cause he wasn’t allowed to eat anything.)

Point Numero Dos: The day before he started puking, I had been stuffing his Kong with two different types of canned food, which shall remain nameless at this point. That’s because I don’t want to be accused of jumping on the class-action lawsuit bandwagon. Maybe I’ll divulge later… Okay, that’s later enough. Here’s a hint: Neither of the brands were officially recalled, but I got one kind from Whole Food’s, and the other was from a retailer that’s occasionally affectionately known by the initals “TJ-apostrophe-s”. Whew! Betchya can’t figure that one out. These two brands that I had been Kong-ing my Tankster with were coincidentally manufactured by the almighty Menu Foods.

Point Numero Tres: Tank does not have a sensitive tummy.

Point Numero Quatro: Tank does not have a sensitive tummy.

And Point Numero Cinco: Tank does not have a sensitive tummy.

Points made.
Cheers!