I was at the store buying dog food, while in the line a woman behind me asked if I had a dog. Why else would I be buying dog food? So on impulse I told her that no, I didn't have a dog, I was starting the Dog Food Diet again, and that I probably shouldn't, because I ended up in the hospital last time, but that I'd lost 50 pounds before I woke up in intensive care, with tubes coming out of my orifices and IVs in both arms. I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and all you do is load your pockets with the dog food and eat someĀ every time you feel hungry. The food is nutritionally complete so it works well and I was going to try it again. Horrified, she asked if I ended up in intensive care, because the dog food poisoned me. I told her no, I stepped off a curb to sniff a poodle's butt and a car hit me.