Do not take advice from this pup. She may appear to be waiting patiently for her food dish to be filled, but she is a master of trickery. Trickery for Treat-ery. She is far from patient.
She is staring. Staring at me, and with every move I make, she flinches and gets ready to eat her feast. Her back legs are at attention, ready to spring into action at the slightest gesture.
I reach for my coffee, she bounds into her room ready to scarf it down. I continue working. She trots back, annoyed, and sits down and stares at me again. I reach for my phone, she jumps up. I give her the look and grow annoyed. She sits back in her position and stares at me. She is growing impatient with me. She’s wondering why I am so fucking stupid…why don’t I realize that she is fucking hungry!! She breathes at me. She’s huffing and puffing at me, like a little bratty kid.
It’s not time to eat yet.
‘But Moooooom, I’m starving!!’ I can read her thoughts. She is trying to sway me with her cuteness. I can’t even take it. Look at that friggin face! I have to fucking feed her!!!