Dreamy Eats

Chester sees the soft mushy dog food in front of him that he usually finds tasteful, but he cannot seem to move himself to eat the bowl of deliciousness tonight. His tummy is upset for some reason. He has never turned down a meal since he arrived at his new forever home. His stomach is grumbling from emptiness, and he is afraid his dinner will not be there if he passes up this chance. He stalls picking at the edges of the food plate.  

Rachell notices Chester’s lack of appetite and expresses her concern with him saying “Are you not hungry, Chessie?”

Rachell touches his nose and registers the warm temperature and asks, “Do you not feel good, little man?”

Chester watches her leave the room and waits patiently for her return. After a few minutes, she returns with a cup of morsels he has never seen before.

“What is this food?” Chester wonders as he sniffs the heavenly aroma from the meat Rachell puts on his plate.

“This is chicken,” Rachell shares with him and continues, “We won’t do this every day, Chester.”

Even though his appetite is low, he understands that this is a special meal, and he scarfs up every bite and licks his plate clean.

Rachell is pleased she made this exception to get him to eat and lets him know, announcing how happy she is with “Good boy, Chester. Thank you for eating.”

Now Chester’s belly is full and as he lies down to reflect on tonight’s dinner, he absorbs what has happened thinking, “What a wonderful treat. I’ll call these my DREAMY EATS!”