My mum has been at work since 7am and I’m bored.
It is nearly ten hours since she gave me a cuddle.
I’ve slept then watched the street for her, slept a bit more, then had a cool drink of water.
I’ve barked at a few dog mates walking past, and of course the postman.
I’ve let myself be cuddled by a few school kids on their way home, which was nice.
A few times I’ve slid under the side security gate, padded down the sideway and squeezed my furry body through my secret doggie door.
Once inside, I thought about finding something to rip up but then realised I am a cute little Maltese Shih Tzu, not an angry Labrador, so it would really not be appropriate.
Instead, after a little wander around the kitchen, my brain cells start working – Ping!
I saw where Mum put that bag of special treats last night. I’m sure she won’t notice if I help myself.
Oohh, Maybe that was not a good idea. I feel awful, my tummy is overwhelmed.
Now i know why Mum only gives me little bits of treats.
I think I might hide under the bed until I feel better,
Sad Woofs from KoKo