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Last night I went to the supermarket to buy a bag of food for our dogs.
Already in the line, a woman asked me if I had a dog.
I stared at her (those who know me can imagine my gaze) ... but why would I be buying dog food...right?
So on impulse I told her no, that I didn't have a dog, that I was starting up the dog-food diet once again,
and that I probably shouldn't, as I ended up in hospital last time, but I did weigh 4kilos less.
I told her that it is the perfect diet - and all you had to do is to carry a few biscuits in your pocket and eat one or two
whenever you feel hungry.
(I have to mention, that by now practically everyone in the queue was interested in my story).
Frightened, the woman asked me if I ended up in hospital because the dog food poisoned me.
I answered...of course not!
I was admitted because I had bent down to sniff the bum of a German Shepherd dog and was hit by a truck.
I thought the man behind her was going to have a heart attack....he was laughing so much and gasping for air.
That's the sort of thing I do!! Can't help it!
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