Dinner Time Doldrums

Rose rests

I’m not feeling too well because I ate an entire loaf of bread I stole off the top of the microwave. So I’ll just lie here quietly until my tummy settles.

They think because I’m 12 years old I can’t reach as high as I used to.

They’re wrong!

I wasn’t being naughty. It was almost my dinnertime and no one was home. I got worried that I wouldn’t get my dinner tonight. I know, I know, I’ve gotten my dinner right on time for 4,442 nights in a row, but there’s always a chance this will be the night they forget.

You can’t be too careful these days
Rose, the Irish setter

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