I went to ask Grammie for a treat today and she told me I had to have only a few. What's up with that?!?! I found out that Momma forgot to pick up my treatsies the last time she went shopping. Gosh!! I honestly don't know what I'm gonna do!!
I tried the fake-out faint on the living room floor...that didn't do much. I pleaded with Grammie a few days ago (you already know how that went...I was able to crazy glue my leg back on)...so I went tearing through the house at lightning speed hoping to get Momma to realize my skills...but alas, no treatsies. I finally resorted to singing. I went a'hind some furniture and meowed my little heart out. And yet still, no treatsies. What's a poodin to do!?
I know I've got crunchies and delicious stinky goodness out in the kitchen, but I'm too lazy to go out there when I've got treatsies right in the living room. Momma says I'm being all way dramatic about the whole thing...but know what? She has her treatsies! It's true! I sawed them come outta the closet! WHERE'S MINE????
ugh. sometimes, it's hard being a poodin'...s'pecially when you have such a forgetful Momma.