Tonight Louie had a triumph.
My husband made a hamburger, and then the phone rang. He put his hamburger down on the stand next to his chair and answered the phone. I turned around just in time to see Louie with half a bun in his mouth.
I pulled the bun away from him; he'd only gotten one bite (complete with mustard) but I know that even that bite can be enough to trigger symptoms in him. So we'll watch him, and we'll see what happens, and maybe he'll have a bad night, but hopefully it won't be more than that.
I do have to say that he looked pretty proud of himself for getting away with something, though!
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