Well I’m offended. Today my female master woke me up while taking something from under the couch. She was on her four, using phone as a flashlight and with one hand trying to grab something. It was something for me, I had to go and investigate what is going on. She shouted to not come and kept digging.
She took out a big glass weight and put me on the dead-cold glass where I had to sit. The display on it showed really nice round number 8. My female master screamed and called me FAT. She couldn’t believe her eyes so she stood on it herself… and it was TWO-digit number!!! So who’s fat now, elephant. She had no comments on her number but I had to endure one more sit on the cold device. Again 8, so it means I have nice 8 kilos in my 5 months.
Not bad, my beautiful bulldog silhouette can be seen on the picture bellow. I’m telling you I’m neither fat, nor I look like a dumpling. As a reward I got bigger deworming pill than last month (because for such fat dog I need a bigger amount). On the other hand, according to the table, I should get bigger amount of dog food. But she could keep her mouth shut about it. But still I’m looking forward to the full bowl of food.
