Just because kibble is easy; it’s too hard to come up with enough food for him on a day to day basis otherwise. If I have it to spare, he gets it - and I always share at least a little of my food: eggs, meat, cheese. But I’ve always got kibble for him.
Ladies and gentlemen, I give you my handsome black boyfriend!
That is a very handsome dog indeed! Glad he’s okay.
Thank you! He’s excellent…all that tongue action is panting from playing. His Rottie brown shows up incredibly well inthe photos, it’s not that noticable in person unless it’s bright sunlight.
Awwww - he’s shnoogtastic!!
Give him a belly rub from the Wonderland household! 
Beautiful dog.
Hard to believe he ever passed up food.
Does he ever argue with you? He looks argumentative, like mine.
Could someone else be feeding him? When I was a kid, we had one of the few dogs on the block and the only big one (Collie/Shepherd mix). Our neighbors used to use him as a disposal for their leftovers.
I recall awhile back a poster on her complained of a cat not eating and found out he had mice in his basement and the cat was ignoring her food and eating the mice.
So if you’re sure the dogs not being fed by anyone else, and he’s drinking water, give him a day or so and if it’s not back to normal, to the vet Mr Dog goes.
Done! and he thanks you very much and asks you to please send weasels. (the toy on the bullwhip… he’s a damn cat!)
Oh no! Never ever ever ever ever. He’s amazingly gentle and delicate of spirit. He’ll slink off at a raised eyebrow. He’s a love. Wouldn’t dream of arguing if his life depended on it. Not with me, at least. Other dogs, he might scuffle. He loves 'em, but he can get a little tense, and that’s my fault, because I get tense.
He’s very handsome, indeed. And since I asked you to post his picture, I would be remiss in not showing off my handsome black gentleman.
Here’s his photo from the rescue group website. He has such puppy dog eyes here. He was about 11 months old when I adopted him.
Here he is after he’s had time to settle in.
Here he is in his favorite location on the couch.
And here’s a photo I took of him about a year ago on my iPhone.
The rescue group said he’s a purebred Lab. I think his legs are a little too short to be fully Labrador, but there’s no mistaking him as mostly Lab. He’s jet black all over.
The rescue group named him Brutus, but I didn’t think he looked tough enough to be a Brutus. I renamed him Brewster, but I mainly call him Brew, which is probably what I’d have called him anyway if I had kept Brutus as his name. He’ll be six years old next month and has definitely wormed his way into my heart. He’s obedient, good-natured and Cesar Milan would probably point to him as a role model for other dogs.
Spoiled! Shocking!
But classically Lab and classically handsome indeed!
A lot of folks tried to tell me Preston was a lab, and he may have a dash in his DNA, but I don’t see how anyone can look at that face and coloring and declare “Lab!” - of course, his Rottietude isn’t really visible in anything but the brightest light, and his head looks more like Brew’s in real life, the photos emphasize the underlying blockiness of his skull.
I also don’t think he’s lab because of his personality: He’s weird. Labs and Goldens are notoriously NOT-weird, at least in the sense that I mean: they are very readable, very classic Doggie, no guile, straightforward expressions. Preston is more…complex than that.