*Sigh* I wish I had my old nose and taste buds. Getting old has it's prices. I can smell for the life of me, and one of the few things I can taste is Chicken. Momma and Mimi have seen that I've taken quite a liking to it, and have been feeding me chicken-flavored everything!
Momma and Mimi went away last week, and left me with the Big Man. Mimi calls him "dad", what ever a dad is. Any ways the Big Man was gone most of each of the days. When he would go to feed me he would put the food out and go back in! Leaving my pig of a sister to eat it!
Momma says she worries for me. That I'm getting skinny again; I'm telling you skinny is the new look. It's all over Doggy-Beat Magazine! Those stupid little poodles with their perfect hair, and perfect little bodies! Blah! Blah to it all!
Yup, momma makes sure I eat, not matter what. I'm so spoiled. I guess being old, does have some perks. :)
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