Today was a long day waiting for Mama and Daddy to arrive home. Dad beat Mama, so he was the lucky one to take me for a walk.
Tonight Mama was filling containers with cookies she made on Sunday. My tongue was hanging out while I was wishing as hard as I could for just one to drop on the floor. Not my lucky day, not even a morsel did I get. Mama will not let me by the table. She keeps saying she doesn't want me to learn to beg, especially while their dinner is being devoured. I think it has to do with the Precious Princess Pup who lived here before me. She must have been the queen of beggars because she really spoiled it for little ole me.
Woof, woof, till later...
Zoey
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