On Dec 22, 5:27*pm, Frank Reid wrote:
I have 2 large dogs, and was buying a large bag of Purina at Wal-Mart
andwas in line to check out. The woman behind me asked if I had a dog?
Duh? On impulse, I told her no, Iwas starting The Purina Diet again.
Although I probably shouldn't, becauseI'd ended up in the hospital the
last time. But I'd lost 50 pounds before Iawakened in an intensive
care ward with tubes coming out of most of myorifices and IVs in both
arms. I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and that the
way it worksis to load your pants pockets with Purina nuggets and
simply eat one or twoevery time you feel hungry. The food is
nutritionally complete so I wasgoing to try it again. I have to
mention here that practically everyone inline was now enthralled with
my story, particularly a tall guy who wasstanding behind her.
Horrified, she asked if I ended up in intensive care because the dog
foodpoisoned me? I told her no, I'd been sitting in the street licking
my assand a car hit me. I thought the guy standing behind her was
going to need help as hestaggered to the door laughing.

I tried the diet, worked good. The mrs liked the way I brought the
paper in, chased the cats our ot the yard and slept in front of the
fireplace. I think she missed the missionary position.