I'm afraid this is it: financial ruin strikes the Kahoo

Roo is just outside the frame of this picture, wearing black glasses and holding a tin cup with a couple of pencils in it.

Roo is just outside the frame of this picture, wearing black glasses and holding a tin cup with a couple of pencils in it.

It’s always the little guy who pays. That’s why it’s going to be Roo who will suffer the most from the latest - and, it appears, final - financial catastrophe. 

I didn’t really know just how bad things were until a couple of days ago. In preparation for our departure to Mexico tomorrow, we went to stock up on Daily Joint Care Greenies. PetSmart? Nothing. The feed store? Not a single box. I called around. Not one box to be found within 80 miles. 

This is no small matter. Roo has settled on those as the only acceptable payment to go out and pee at night. No Greenie? No problem. She’ll hold it for 16 hours just to show me. Roo loves her some Greenies Joint Maintenance with the special mussel shell recipe. On the rare occasion when I haven’t had one for her, her entire world begins to crumble. And she looks at me like I have disappointed her - broken her little heart - beyond repair.

I checked online. Yes, there were some there, but at exorbitant prices - one dealer wanted $191 in shipping (of course, that was because in the market panic I entered a quantity of 19 - all they had). You know how it is when there’s a bad financial story - it comes out in dribs and drabs. What I pieced together is definitely not good news for Roo. In a case of corporate mismanagement so ignominious that it will be used as a cautionary case study in business schools for the next 1000 years, the once-venerable, now disgraced Greenies company has stopped producing this item in Large. How this is possible when Roo alone accounted for enough sales to keep the fuel tanks of their corporate jet topped off is a mystery.

I better keep Roo away from cliffs for a while.