My master puts a biscuit to balance on my nose, and then I have to sit and wait in this demeaning pose. He seems to find it funny, I think its pretty sick, to have to stay completely still for this mad party trick. Im tempted to meander off and let the biscuit fall, but then again it smells so nice, I may stat after all, Oh good! Hes bending down, which means this is my cue. Good boy he says, those are the words for me to follow through. I toss my head, the biscuit flies, I catch it in mid-flight, but what a load of nonsense for one delicious bite??
Posted on: Wed, 19 Mar 2014 08:38:16 +0000