The Pie Post

Suzanne's mini-pie must have been a real treat. Did it come in a mini-pie pan? But I have to take take issue with her main point. FIrst, I don't think Toby licks his rear, or any naughty bit whatsoever, any more. His arthritis is probably too bad. He doesn't lick his elbow much these days, either. I hope that means that the infection is under control. He had his last antibiotic this morning and goes back to Dr. Adams next THursday. But more importantly, I believe that his affiliation with this blog - - gracious and selfless as it is - - will allow us to contribute significantly to the science of nutrition (if not to culinary art). In this respect, Toby is the subject of a behavior modification experiment which Jody devised. As we know, Toby has concerns (one might say fixations or delusions, but let's keep this dignified) about the mudroom. Denied entry by the closed door, he will lie nearby and groan. When he squeezes through the gap between the door and the wall and enters this mysterious place, he barks. He looks upward toward the sink when he barks. But Jody is probing the hypothesis that his barking refers to a desire for - - - our topic! - - food. To demonstrate that this might be so, she has moved his bin out into the corner of the breakfast room. The result for now is that Toby will bark and groan in two places: near the mudroom, and, now, in the breakfast room. Maybe this proves JOdy's hypothesis. Time will tell.