Wednesday, November 21, 2012

VAS is this?

Ohmidog, you guys.

Something is wrong with my hoomans. You won't believe what happened!

Momma prepared a lovely dinner of roast beast AND roasted potatoes AND other delicious things. As always, I took my place at momma's feet and waited for my portion of the yumminess.


She didn't give me ANYTHING.

So I went full-out Disney: fluffed tail, batted eyelashes, demure sigh. NOTHING.

At first, I was sure that momma had joined a cult. I saw a lifetime movie about cults, and I'm pretty sure that makes me an expert. I was ready to call in deprogrammers when I heard DOWI telling momma not to feed me from the table.

DOWI!?!?! My dowi! she turned on me. That female hooman.

So what if I've gained some extra fluff? it's just more of me to snuggle! Also, it's not my fault. It's the groomers fault. And the Wendy's fault (her ears are delicious).

Do not fear my faithful 4legged friends, this injustice will not stand. IT WILL NOT STAND. I can't say too much now (SHE reads this blog), but believe you me, she will pay. SHE WILL PAY!
vexed, venomous, and vengeful,


Flea said...

Oh my. Someone's in big trouble.

rocky-dog said...

Hmm, sounds like Dowi and your mama are conspiring on you. Mama says I need to lose a pound so she is not only not giving me tasties, but she is making me WALK. not a leisurely stroll for sniffing, but a real WALK! The only times I can stop are to pee or poop! And now she makes me go 2 times around the park in the morning before work and 3 times around the park after dinner. PLUS she is ALL over the place in the new stockroom so I end up having to keep looking for her. This place is way bigger than the old working place.

BTW, I don't care one bit if you've gotten a bit fluffy -- just more of you to love!

Happy Thanksgiving -- Rocky

bichonpawz said...

Oh NO 'vie!!! You are most welcome here!! We will feed you great stuff!!! We PROMISE! Perhaps we could charter a plane to come and pick you up!! Happy Thanksgiving!! xo Chloe and LadyBug

Kolchak Puggle said...

Oh COULD you?! If you're not careful, you're going to start sounding like MY Mama and then what?! Hmmmmmm? ('Vie - don't let them get you down. This weekend the Vet had the AUDACITY to call Fluffy Felix...chubby. ::gasp:: Not cool, man. Not cool.