Mongo got his notification from the vet that his vaccinations were due. Clearly the vet knows Mongo well. They aimed right for Mongo’s marketing weak spot.
Now Mongo has been counter-surfing in preparation for the Thanksgiving holiday. Dad on the other hand has been cooking. When Dad came down in the morning he found the bag of vegetable scraps from the night before was ripped open and spread out on the kitchen floor. Lying around the bag were just a few bits of pumpkin peel which were supposed to have gone out to the food and yard waste bin. The night before, there had been all manner of pumpkin goop, seeds, and scraps in the bag. Instead of Dad carrying those scraps out for mulching, it appeared that those scraps had been recycled via Mr. Mongo’s digestive tract. But that morning, there was no proof in the “pudding”.
However, the next morning, when Dad went out to poop scoop up the back yard, the proof of the fate of the pumpkin scraps was evident. Fortunately, everything passed through cleanly. In fact the pumpkin scraps were still bright orange. Happy Thanksgiving from Mongo!