Meanwhile, little Oliver began feasting on his own holiday dish . . .
But then we heard funny noises . . . a bit like a dog barfing up his dinner! Alas, our holiday was put on hold momentarily. After cleaning up the damage, Brian (of course!) invited Ollie to sit on his lap. He was sleepy and kind of sickly at first . . .
But then he discovered a new kind of "wet food!" No, no, little puppy, that's not for you!
For the record, Oliver has never received table scraps, but he sure has mastered the poor-me-I'm-starving face.
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