The hunger strike is over. Bentley had his first root beer float last night. It was actually my float that he stole from me. He quickly learned that by biting on the straw I couldn't remove it from him, therefore he was able to continue drinking. He must have some of the Wilkins' blood cause he didn't seem to experience a brain freeze during his rapid swallowing of the float. He also experienced fresh cut fries, which were also a hit.I don't know if his lack of eating lately has really been a lack of appetite or if he has just been holding out for the "good stuff".
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