Dearest Bloggy Friends:
Just a brief note from me--Bailey--with an account of unimaginable cruelty and ultimate humiliation.
Just a brief note from me--Bailey--with an account of unimaginable cruelty and ultimate humiliation.
My human Controller--the Supreme Mother-Person and Kerry-feeder--has deemed it necessary to wrap both my snout and my beard prior to my meals. She thinks that tuna sticks to me like glue!
This has caused me to be the laughing-stock of the household.
This has caused me to be the laughing-stock of the household.
Normally, my snout is elegant. But not at mealtimes.
Buster, on the other hand, endures no such humiliation. He just thrusts his furry face into his food, and no one seems to care!
Plainly, this is blatant discrimination!
One must be properly attired to get into the very best restaurants, and no maitre d' will allow me to enter looking like a rhinoceros from Sesame Street.
If anyone has any advice on this matter, I would be most grateful!
Your friend,
Bailey Blue
5 comments:
That seems sooooo wrong!
Hugz&Khysses,
Khyra & Khousin Merdie
C'est vraiment trop injuste. Il faut faire une pétition pour changer ça tout de suite !
bisous, Faya
Oh dear, that is not a good look! Couldn't you just have your face cleaned after you eat!
Although I'm saying that, not the NSLM's Mom!!
She understands fully apparently!
lots of woofs
Clive
Sometimes when we climb into her lap, our Mom tells us that our beards stink and she takes us into the kitchen and washes our faces. Oh, the humiliation.
We get revenge by taking nice long cold drinks from our bowl, soaking our beards in the cold water, then put our heads lovingly in her lap. Can you hear the shrieks in Connecticut?
Buster is a boy! Nuff said!
Love ya lots,
Maggie
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