There is definitely something not right here. LOOK how FAT I am!!! Mom felt of my belly last night and confirmed my suspicions. I DO have aliens inside me. She felt them.
I've been pretty good lately, trying to see how that works out for me. I've gotten to sleep in the bedroom a lot and not been in my crate much. It is awesome. I've been so happy, I haven't even peed on the floor!
Tonight, though...I had had enough. I am SO tired of this same old stupid food. I keep eating it, but they just give me the same stuff day in and day out. I got Mom to feed me some good stuff a couple of nights ago...TWO cans of it, too. Not tonight, though. She was in a terrible mood. I didn't want to eat my food. So, she let the other dogs outside and left me inside, commanding me to eat my food. No. Wasn't going to do it. I drank ALL the water...every bowl in the house...as fast as I could. She came in and I threw it up all over the carpet...all down the hallway. It was glorious. She was so mad.
I've been in my crate the rest of the evening. I'm wondering if she's going to let me eat anything at all. She was pretty mad. I might've taken it too far. I tried to blame it on the aliens, but I'm not sure she bought it.