|That's a name tag on my back. Ewww...I'm so grey!|
Gus: I go to the short trip library.
|Love those head scratches!|
Gus: I get to spend less time in the crate.
Jazz: I got to go to the library's luncheon for volunteers.
Gus: You did!?
Jazz: Yeah, it was awesomely BIG. It was in the same room that the kids read to me...only it smelled a lot better. But only grown up people, no kids. And a few other (really huge) therapy dogs.
Gus: So what did you get to eat?
Jazz: Wouldn't you like to know?
Gus: Uhhhhm...I just asked you to tell me.
Jazz: Wellllllllll....actually Guardian wouldn't let me eat her lunch food.
Gus: She's holding out on us. At the pug meetup, a bunch of pugs told me they get people food a LOT.
|She gives you her human food?!?|
Jazz: Hmmmmm...you always look hungrier than I do. And you are always velcroed to Guardian. Ya think you can look like you are definitely starving next time she's eating a meal?
Gus: I always look like I'm starving, because I am.
Jazz: Yeah, and we all know how well that works...Hey, let's put it to the pug world to tell us how to get Guardian to give us her human food!
So, readers...what do you do to get your human to give you his/her food????
|Please help us...you see here what disgusting things we have to eat. Does this look like something you would eat, humans? I didn't think so. Have pity on us pugs!|