Over three months on the slurry diet and not a single regurge free day so we had nothing to lose. Besides, I could actually make these meals in advance and freeze them in individual serving size bags. Moreover, when he did regurge, it came out a whole lot ... tidier.
So after several days of trial and error I thought I had The Whole Meatball Diet System down to a science. I'm talking
- The Right Size Meatball
- The Right Number of Meatballs
- The Right Amount of Feedings Per Day
- The Right Amount of Time Between Feedings
- The Right Amount of Time Spent Vertically After Feeding
And then he regurged.
Here. And there. And again on Miss Waffles.
Over five hours after the last time he ate, and no, he didn't get into anything he wasn't suppose to, and no, there was no excitement that would induce an episode. I'm talking all calm on the western front
Regurge.
Oooookay (*insert several expletives here*)
So lets spend another 45 minutes in the beg position without excitement, without meatballs, without chicken broth knox, without the bottle of juice.
Oh yeah, that will do it. We have you down for the count now MotherF'er.
Several hours of all calm on the western front later and yep, you guessed it
Regurge.
o.O
"The. Hell." Question mark.
Damn you megaE; you slay me, you really really do.
But
I'm ready for round two, are you?
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