July 5th 2007 7:53 am
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I sure don't like this crumbly dry dog food. I push it away with my nose. I want to have hotdogs instead. Yesterday we had hotdogs. Technically, they were cold in temperature, but they are still called hotdogs. Actually, they are called dachshund sausages, but I don't think the dachshunds should get them all. They should share with schnauzers. Schnauzers are the best kind of dog afterall.
I have pushed my dry food across the room, but still no hotdogs. I will let Diggy eat my food and then Mommy will give me hotdogs.
No such luck. Mommy put the food dish back in front of me and I have to eat the dry crumbly styrofoamy food. Bleck! I can hardly chew it.
As a dog, I like to eat a lot of things, but not this food. Diggy eats more things than I do and back in his prime, Uncle Stanley ate almost ANYTHING! Uncle Stanley could dig up mushrooms like a truffle pig. Now he gets chicken.
I sure enjoy chicken, but don't get much these days. These days it's just dry, crumbly styrofoamy, chalk-tasting dog food. What makes people think that dogs like to eat this stuff? I think I will go on a dog food strike and wait for dachshund sausages.
Now I'm hungry and there still aren't any hotdogs in my dish.
Grrrr. That was my stomach. I think I'll go eat the dog food and go on strike next time.
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