Tuesday I got to go doggy daycare at my vet's. I love doggy daycare. I played and played, got covered in dirt and mud, and I got a bath before my mom picked me up. (They never let my mom see me like that.)
When mom picked me up, Dr. Chris told her "Murphy is a little too fluffy."
What does that mean? I know I looked really great after my bath and blow dry allover. (I love that.) But too fluffy?
Dr. Chris then said something about "100.9 lbs" and a "diet". She must have been talking about my mom because my mom always talks about diets so I'm sure she could use one.
The next morning there wasn't much kibble in my bowl. When my mom gave me my really good treat- I get that every morning she goes to work- it WASN'T my really good treat. It was APPLE. WTD???
Now, I don't mind a bite of apple occasionally when mom is eating one. BUT it is definitely not up there with my really good treats. So I ate the cat's kibble.
Last night, my bandana came in the mail. Mom put it on me and took my picture. I found a new way to wear it, though. I think I can store treats in it if I can FIND any in this house...like monkey cheek pouches. A Dood could starve here.
This morning it was more APPLE. This is worse than when that foster dog was here. I'm gonna have to start countersurfing. Sure wish I could open the refrigerator. I know there is cheese in there.
Any tricks from you Doods out there would be greatly appreciated.
Your starving pal,
Murphy
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