“Why do you have a face. You can’t be coming at me with a face”
“ old man grunt my body is full of bones… you can’t have any. I counted them and it’s like 200.*
“Why are you a dog”
“Why are you a little dog when you could’ve been a big dog”
And finally if no one upvotes this post I’m going to tell her shes a sausage. She became a sausage after my dad died because nobody walked her. She knows she a sausage she just doesn’t like being reminded.
But I’ll tell her she’s a sausage if I don’t get enough upvotes!
Bonus thing I say to my dog and it’s really out there:
Now, the behavior of Andrew Beckett’s employers may seem reasonable to you… but when they fired Andrew Beckett because he had AIDS, they broke the law.
Yeah. I’m kinda weird with my dog lol
Final guilt trip post. I’m going to tell her she going to see her friend Remus (my sisters dog) and she’s going to see Shaylee, and amber, and Austin and she’s not a sausage at all!
Or… Or…. I’m going to tell her she needs a bath, and shots, and I’m going to put on my walking outfit but tell her she can’t go but I’m going to get ice cream and she has to stay home. I normally share my ice cream but instead I’ll look her in the eye and say firmly “NO! Bad dog! None for you”
Again read all that in the saw “I’d like to play a game” voice