Flick is either loved, spoiled or well taken care of. Some of you know we cook his chicken on the grill (makes Tom crazy). To explain the confusion, last night I asked Tyra to feed her dog. She saw a plate of warm grilled chicken neatly cut up and assumed it to be his. I spent a good 5 minutes trying to find my dinner the dog was enjoying (true story, not funny). So; loved, spoiled or well taken care of????
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