(Since my mom and dad are keeping a food diary while they are losing weight,
I decided that I want to join in the fun. I never EVER want to be left out!)
Dear Diary,
Here I am in front of my favorite spot in the whole house. I like to say that this is where the action is! All kibble is delicious but the best treat is when I come out of my crate and find a tasty surprise in my bowl, like a nibble of chicken or a piece of cheese. I check my bowl every time I walk by just in case something appears there.
Again, I am in front of my bowl, only this time something very exciting is happening! A tasty treat is being offered to me. Sometimes they make me wait before I take a taste, which I think is kind of dumb. If I get to have it anyway, why do I have to wait? Can you see all that scrumptious goodness in the dish?
Usually my food is given to me, but sometimes I am left to my own devices. If mom and dad leave me outside too long, I find that I can get my "chew" on from some choice pieces of wood from the wood pile. Mom isn't quite sure how I manage to get logs from the wood pile up dthe stairs to the back door, but as you can see from this picture, I have an amazing set of chops.
Well, Diary, hope you enjoyed my entries today. I enjoyed eating them!
Love,
Teddy