A funny thing happened this morning.

This morning I was out walking with Tug, and this car stopped and the man opened the window, and he asked Tug what kind of dog I was. Tug told him I’m a Kelpie mix, and the man said “What’s that?” (even around here, a lot of people don’t know). And Tug told him I’m related to border collies. And the man said “I thought so” and then (guess what!) he said I was very beautiful!

I was good, too. I sat the whole time.

I feel good today. I hadn’t been sleeping too good because it was so hot lately, but some men came to the house yesterday and came inside and then went up on the roof, and then the house got cold. So I slept really good. Also, Tug gave me a bully stick! I never get bully sticks anymore, Tug says they’re bad for my tummy. But he says that he found an old one in my closet so I could have it. And that maybe I can have one every once in a while anyways.

Yech!

So two nights ago I was so excited when I got to my dinner and realized that instead of the blah new kibble and blah new canned food that I’ve been getting, there was actually pure canned rabbit in my dinner with the kibble!

But then I ate it and … Tug put something in it! Something that made it taste gross! But I was hungry, so I ate it anyway.

And then last night, the gross stuff was in my dinner again! Well, I just can’t take that, so I refused to eat it!

And so he picked it up and put it in the big cold box, and this morning they gave it to me for breakfast! And my people say I can’t have any treats if it means I’m not going to eat my real food and take my medicine.

Yuck. I wonder how long this is going to go on for.