It's Samantha and I'm SO mad. Mom was going through some old pics and she found a BAD pic that added like 20 pounds to my svelte frame. I wasn't concentrating on getting proper body positioning here, I was working on my smoldering hound gaze. Does that matter??? NO! Here's the pic in question, notice the gaze.
Well, now she's decided that I'm too fat. I'm starting to wonder if anyone even looks at me around here. It takes pics to figure out that I'm a plus-size girl??? Can just anyone be a parent??? You should have to pass some test or something I think before you can just willy-nilly have furkids. Besides that, it's not like I can open the fridge myself so I totally blame the prison wardens around here IF I have a little problem. When it was dinner time and the bowls came out the ones for Dot and I were "special" and I think we only got like half the food as the other Brats!!! Maybe it's because we're GIRLS, I don't see that fat ass Husky being rationed food like he's in Sing Sing. I'm telling you, he's fallen on me before and that's not all fluffy. I just can't believe it. I'm so depressed.I'm not going to stand for it and it's double hard for Dot and I cause we can't reach the counters to steal food. We're going to have to make a plan, but for now I'll show my displeasure in other ways. Adios from one seriously unhappy Hound.