Thursday, February 23, 2012

Tonight Trot (my brother) got lucky...

Momma dropped a whole cup of my food on the floor before pouring it into the noisemaker.  
Wow - he sure gobbled that up quickly (can't forget that he's on a diet, so he'll scoff anything down right now ).


When he was done, he looked at Momma, then looked at me, then back at Momma with those puppy dog eyes that wanted more.  Of course, Momma said no.  I, of course, said "Sure!!  Why not?!?!"  But Momma didn't listen.


So he plopped at her feet and just waited until she was all done making my meals for tomorrow - of course, hoping she'd drop even more.


No such luck.  Nice try though, poor fella.  
(For the record, I woulda let you have more.  You're always my best bud.)


Oh well.  Gnite until tomorrow.
Woof