Poor Chester.  He's my 95 pound Australian Shepherd.  If you know anything about Australian Shepherds, you know that they typically max out at 45ish pounds.  He looks like he was mixed with a St. Bernard - and is incredibly cute and sweet, so we love him dearly.

Chester is never satisfied with his meals.  Never.  We know we're feeding him the right amount because we are maintaining his weight.  He isn't gaining or losing.  He's getting enough food, no doubt.

The other day, he could smell bacon cooking after he ate his typical breakfast.  He just sat there and sulked quietly hoping for more food.

I dare you.  Look at that sweet face and NOT give him a piece of bacon.  Nay.  I double dog dare you.