You can see the disappointment on my face and all over my body. I’m mortified. Mama betrayed me. How we got to this point, me wearing a sprinkle donut around my pretty little neck, is a long story.
Two weeks ago I ran around purple thistles, devil plants. A piece of one stuck in my paw, between my toes. Even after extracting the spawn of Satan, I licked and licked my paw. For days I licked my paw. Mama tried everything to soothe me. Nothing worked. I just wanna lick that sucker raw. Then…THEN she ordered THE DONUT. Adding insult to injury, she soaks my paw in water and ACV.
I’m humiliated, running around smelling like a twelve pound pickle with a donut around my neck. I don’t know who I am anymore.
But I’m better.
Though she weirds me out sometimes, deep down I know she loves me.
Forever and ever.
Amen.
Maggie Rose the Schnauzer 🐾
Photos: Three Stages of Denial
1) Take. It. Off.
2) NOOOO. I don't want to move. Rigor Mortis Maggie.
3) Aw mom come on, take it off. Please...Okay, how long do I hafta submit to this cruelty?
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