Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Treats do not a happy Queen make

Wednesday, August 13th, 2008

So, for over a week this curious woman kept requesting my presence and offering yummy treats. She seemed desperate, so I ate them, and ignored her comments that I was so excited to have the treats since I have such disdain for dry kibble. I don't have anything against dry dog food, I was just thinking that any day now my steak would arrive. Back to this woman; she came almost everyday to visit with me and plead for me to let her pet me and hold me. I occasionally noted my disapproval by peeing on the floor. I suspect she's putting something in those treats, because about the third day she visited I noticed my tail wagging, which it usually does without my permission. She kept visiting, my tail kept wagging, until one day my feet dragged me into her lap. So now, I'm told I'm to lord over another kingdom because this woman obviously cannot keep control of her subordinates. I didn't really agree to help, and tried to tell her as much all the way home. She kept singing to me and asking if I was a scared little pup. What?!

We've arrived at the new castle, and I smell lots of new smells and hear lots of new noises. There is dry kibble in my dish and I have been left alone to, as I'm told, settle in. I have not yet received my crown or my steak, so I'm going to just sit on my cushioned bed and refuse my kibble and water. That'll show them.


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