Nothing is more frustrating than a diet. No matter how many times – or how loudly – I ask for food, my owners insist that I can only eat a small cup of diet kibble, twice a day.
The nonsense has continued for a couple of weeks. I should take matters into my own paws and open the food cabinet myself. I’ve tried. They always stop me.
I haven’t lost any weight yet. People have made lots of suggestions: get some lasers or new toys to help me run, take me for walks. I’d rather sit on the sidewalk and watch the birds – or the fat snowflakes that floated down this morning.
After all, the holidays are coming up! Maybe someone will sneak me a treat in the Christmas spirit.