Saturday 3/18/2017
Do you know what happened yesterday? It was Friday. And Mom thinks I don’t realize it; but she only fed me TWICE yesterday! I got cheated out of a whole can of food. Cheated! It is terrible. This cannot go on! Grandpa told Mom it is something called “lent.” Grandpa said I need to be a good CATholic. I do not like “lent.” I am not a CATholic…I am a DOG. What if she cheats me out of food again tomorrow because of this “lent” thing??? I have come to the conclusion that I don’t care if we never GO on a diet. I just want my food back! I’m hungry.
Sunday 3/19/2017
Ok. Phew. Three meals yesterday. Mom must’ve finally realized I can’t be CATholic because I am a DOG. But still, it seems, I am short food. At least I get three meals. I must watch that woman when she dishes it out and see what is wrong. I don’t know why Mom can’t get it right anymore. It’s awful.
Monday 3/20/2017
I know there is missing food. I can count. I watched her put only ONE scoop in lunch yesterday. There are supposed to be TWO. And for dinner, I get the WHOLE can. Not this half nonsense. Thank goodness she’s added this extra scoop of kibble in dinner. I’ll keep that. But I need my other scoop in lunch and the rest of the can for dinner. I’m sure now that Mom forgot all about promising we could GO on a diet but it doesn’t matter anyway. I can’t do anything about that at the moment. This food situation is paramount. I’m trying to tell Mom that something is off with her math. Every time we are in the kitchen, I nudge my bowl. She has to get the hint. I have also started to whine earlier for feeding times. Perhaps if I can catch her earlier, she won’t be too drunk to count to TWO for my scoops. She would never short me food on purpose! Would she???!
Tuesday 3/21/2017
Drastic measures are necessary. I must do something. It has been almost tow weeks and I cannot go on without my full compliment of food! Last night, I woke Mom up at 2 am whining. She will get tired of this and start feeding me more. Mom can’t stand to see anyone sad. She will feed me! I also sat beside her when she filled my dish and pointedly hung my head when she only put one scoop in for lunch and dinner. She must realize I know something is wrong. I am very smart! She always tells me that!
Wednesday 3/22/2017
I woke Mom up again whining. At least she takes me outside when I do that. She will realize that isn’t the problem and feed me eventually! Sometimes those Moms are slow to catch on. They aren’t as smart as rottweilers. I have also started foraging for food. She has me blocked from the cats’ food. I have gotten it many times despite her best measures to keep me from it and I will figure out how to get past her latest attempts at blocking me. But in the meantime, I found a bag of Mom’s candy! I only got a few pieces before she caught me. She said it’s bad for me and took it off of me! Do you believe that? I got that fair and square! I am mad. Plus it can’t be bad for me. I like it. I must look for more food when Mom is otherwise occupied.
Thursday 3/23/2017
I woke her up again last night. At midnight-thirty this time, she said! She’s figuring it out! I just know she is! Mom is such a good girl! She tries. She can’t help it she doesn’t have my rottweiler brains. But she is figuring it out that I am waking her up every night. Soon she will realize that it is because of the great food shortage. She will think back and correlate the two. I wake the cats up too when I make her get up and one of them pounced on her nose! Hehe. The sooner she gets the food back to normal, the sooner I will let her sleep.
Friday 3/24/2017
I woke Mom at 3 am last night. But that isn’t important right now. Everything is going to be ok! Salvation! I forgot about treats! Mom went to the dog food store yesterday and I got a treat! Mom is not the only one who feeds me! I may be able to survive after all. The lady who owns the dog food store gives me treats. The people at the doggie bath give me treats. The people at the bank drive thru hand out treats. The ice cream shop gives doggie bowls. The neighbors sometimes stop their cars and give me beef jerky when I’m on my walks. There are lots of places I can get people to give me food! I don’t have to depend on Mom alone! I found the treat in the bag on the porch before Mom even got it into the house. I will have to keep a close eye out because this will save me. I will not starve completely thanks to the generosity of all those people who think I am cute! It will be ok after all. Now I wonder if I can get Mom to remember her promise that I could GO on a diet. Everywhere else I go they have treats. And if the vet suggested I go, diet must be a doggie friendly place. And that means they must have TREATS!!!