You know. Why is it that my dogs get a treat every time I let them out? They are the ones that needed to go out. I am the one that got up for their benefit, opened the door, stood there while they refused to actually go to the bathroom, yelled their names twenty times while they ran through the flowerbeds and jumped in the pool, then wiped their damn feet off when they finally decided to come back in, all while sweating profusely 'cause it is freaking hot outside now. Then, they sit in the kitchen with their noses pressed to the cabinet, waiting for me to pass out a treat.
Why? What hard work did you do? You played in flowerbeds, went swimming, and refused to come when I called you. Now your asses want treats? Screw that. I deserve the treats. I am putting a jar of chocolates by the back door and rewarding myself everytime I let them out.
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6 comments:
I noticed that when I was dog sitting for you. Now Juneau thinks everytime we come back from a walk he gets a treat. Thanks Sadie and Macy. I agree with the jar of treats for you.
Yeah, I never understood why people gave treats to animals for going to the bathroom. It's like saying, "you did something you would have done anyway, good job"
LMAO, that's why I never started the whole treats thing. It's a pain in the ass (especially if you run out) and my dogs prefer me to pet them because they are total attention whores.
So, now you think you're better than the dog? Is that it? You really do think you're better than everyone!
(this is just a joke) I hope you get sarcasm. You seem like you would. oh, please I hope you do! Please!
Oh Melissa, for making me laugh, YOU get a treat!
And Allie, you should see when the treat jar is empty. The dumbass sit in the kitchen for, like, forty minutes after the go to the bathroom because they keep hoping a treat will miraculously appear.
I'll second that! My dogs will LOOK at me and pretend to pee so they can get a treat!
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