So the poop issues were solved by morning walks! Yeah for that! and yesterday Jenna turned to me in the kitchen as she was encouraging Chuck to hop up the back steps and said "I think I am starting to love him". It led to a nice discussion about he is just a doofy old man who just wants a few pats and to play ball for five minutes a day.
Unfortunately the old man decided to wander to the garage and stick his head into the bag of cat food a few minutes after that conversation. Since he followed up on that with lots of stinky "mmm, that cat food was yummy" farts we may be back to square one in the Learning to Love Chuck game.
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