Spike is a big fan of drinking out of the toilet. He's a big fan of looking at me when I use the toilet. I imagine him speaking to me saying "Hey, could you quit going poddy in my water bowl." So I decided to come up with the anti-toilet drinking campaign.

Phase one was to get a raised feeder. It was expandable to up to 12 inches off the ground. I thought this was a great idea. The feeder came last night, and Spike did not recieve it very well. I tried to get him to drink the water from the stainless steel bowl. He was afraid of it. So we went out and played ball, till he was all hot and bothered. I thought this would guaruntee him accepting the bowls. Not so much. I even put his food in the bowls. He proceeded to ignore his food, sit on the cold kitchen floor till he cooled down. This is where things started to get interesting...

Apparently the bowls were too small for his royal highness. So he kept knocking his food out of the bowl. It would get stuck underneath the pretty wrought iron raised food bowls. What is a dog to do in these situations? Continue to eat? Not so much. He proceeded to bark everytime that the food pieces would fall oout of the bowl. Moral of this story? Phase one was a miserable failure in the anti-toilet drinking campaign.

Phase two began with a trip to petco. I thought if I could get bowls that would fit in this lovely feeder that were bigger than the ones that came with it we'd be set up for success. My suspicious were confirmed when we got to the store. You can bring the dog in with you to the store which I did to test out whether or not he'd stick his gynormous snout in there. So the feeder was not made for fatty fatty bobalties like the Spike-a-boo-boo.

We wound up with some really nice oversized ceramic bowls that I had been eyeing for some time. The toilet seat is down and Phase two has been recieved much better than phase one.

I hope you're all doing well. Today is my Friday!

Happy Hump Day.