This morning you insisted that you must have Cocoa Krispies for breakfast. As I carried the box to the table, you were absolutely certain that the box of Cocoa Krispies was Doggy Fooood. I poured some of the cereal in a bowl and you leaned down to take a bite with your mouth. You were so very proud that you were eating Doggy Fooood (just like a real doggy) and for once nobody was saying, "Ryder No. That is Yucky!". I love you sweet boy and I love that you love Doggy Fooood.