Beverly The Porky Yorkie

Well, I never thought I'd say this, but Beverly turned down food this morning.

I offered the little porker a baby carrot as a reward for enduring a much-dreaded bath, but she took one look at it and took off running.

So it wasn't peanut butter (her favorite)—she's a freeloader. She should be happy with what I give her.

UPDATE: To those of you who suggested Bev might want something a bit more sophisticated than a baby carrot, she's salivating over my tuna sandwich right now, which happens to be made with tuna from a can. You'd think it's a steak the way she and Elvis are ogling it.