I kept all these things in mind when the inequities started in the fall of 2011. Dyna had some kind of special "surgery" and everybody made such a fuss. She got lots of special attention and special puppy chow and even had Daddy sleep with her in a special place at night. What did Dylan get? Bupkis!! I didn't complain, well hardly. But then things got back to normal.
A few months ago they started fussing over her again. Seems she was turning her nose up at her food and having some other kinds of problems. So once again they pull out that special puppy chow. You know the kind. It comes in a round cylinder and not a bag. But it doesn't stop there. Next thing I know they're giving her something called Green Tripe which is about the best smelling thing I ever saw and little cans that say "sardines" which also smell really good and Mommy is cooking her eggs twice a day. It's all about, "Here Dyna, do you want this? No? How about this?" I'm sitting there happy to eat all of it but do I even get offered?
Then today, today it just went too far. Mommy has been talking on the phone almost everyday to this Dr. Cox about, you guessed it, Dyna. This morning he tells her to start adding liver to her food. Liver! Do you know how good that smells? So now she's cooking liver, cooking eggs, scooping Green Tripe and sardines and putting it all in Dyna's dish. I run to my dish - bupkis!
So maybe I'm not "old" and maybe I have a bit of a "weight issue" and maybe I'd eat myself into oblivion if given the chance. But would it kill anyone to cook just one egg for me? Oh, and a little liver and tripe and those sardine things. Just say'n.
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Poor Dylan - I feel your pain! I'm a four year old black lab and still don't understand why my breakfast, lunch and dinner do not smell as amazing as my Mom and Dads. Also who decided that pillow on the bed next to Dad belongs to Mom.
Your buddy, Izzy
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Dylan, here's a secret. Don't eat the next two meals, lay around and feign no interest in treats, etc. Guarantee within one day, your mom will be fussing over you and offering you some of the same special food Dyna is getting. Just play it a little cool for a while and you'll have many tasty treats.
Your buddy Louie the Havanese.
Hmmm. Louie, I never thought of that angle. They'd be real easy because they're both patsies. There's just one problem, the not eating a meal part. See I'm always starving and on the edge of complete starvation. I might pass out somewhere and then Mommy wouldn't know where I was at treat time.
Hey, I could just eat real slow, that would make them worry. Like, I could take 10 seconds to eat my meal instead of 5. Boy, they'd freak. Thanks for the suggestion.
Dylan
Sweet Dylan! Big hugs to you in your "suffering"!
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