Eating a delicious crunchy soy cracker, a couple of crumbs fell to the floor, one the size of the head of a nail and the other maybe a quarter inch square. I picked them up off the clean kitchen floor and, resisting the urge to follow the three second rule, walked over to doggy Bandita's stainless bowl and dropped them in. She was way away up front in the courtyard. A tiny ding emitted from the larger of the two crumbs striking the metal - not near loud enough for Bandita to hear I thought. I returned to the counter to finish preparing my Sumba Red tea with grated ginger, heard a noise, and turned around to see Bandi lapping up the crumbs. What amazing ears.
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