Mom brought home a pizza for dinner. I knew what was in that flat box the moment she got it out of the car.
I have great parents. I love them a lot, but sometimes they don't act too smart. Mom put puppy chow in my bowl and then gave Dad pizza.
I mean - come on! Seriously? Did she really think I was going to eat dog food while they ate pizza??? I don't think so!!
Dad's a soft touch. I knew if I asked him, politely of course, he'd give me a bite or two. He finally did, but he broke off the pieces and threw them at me. I didn't get it at first, but then I caught one!
Mom says I'll get better at catching things. She says it's good to be the dog and have food fly into your mouth. Mom is right about a lot of things.