Have You Had a Treat Today?

Ohnoohnoohno
Ohnoohnoohno!
Ohnoohnoohno!!
Ohnoohnoohno!!!

Oh no!
Oh no!!

Ifeelsobad.
Ifeelsobad!
Ifeelsobad!!
Ifeelsobad!!!
I feel so bad!!!!
I FEEL SO BAD.
I.
FEEL.
SO.
BAD!

My papa and I woke up at the crack of dawn.
Again. It was early. It’s always early. But I don’t mind.

We watched the sun rise over the horizon from our balcony.
Again. I definitely don’t mind.

Then we went on our morning hike.
Again. I definitely love it.

It really doesn’t get much better than this.
Well, actually this morning it did.

With the rains we’ve been having, we are starting to see new grass grow. Just like that. I love seeing new green.

And then…

Papa brought treats!!
It was like that commercial.
All I could hear in my head and see in front of my face was “Kibbles n bits n bits n bits. Kibbles n bits n bits n bits. Kibbles n bits n bits n bits. Kibbles n bits n bits n bits.”

And on and on it went.

Every so often, he’d call for me and I’d come running over to him. And then he’d tell me to sit. So I would sit. And it didn’t matter who would walk by. I would just look at my papa. I loved him so. I also loved the treat he had in hand. I would be drooling. He kept saying “Wait for it. Wait for it. Wait for it.”

And he kept saying it!!
Argh!
But I still loved him.
He was my papa.
I loved him but I really really want that treat!
Maybe Papa doesn’t know that I want it?
I’ll show him how much I love him. And how much I love that treat.

I jumped.
I jumped for it.
Surely my papa knows now!!

But he still didn’t give it to me.
He told me to sit. Again. This is torture.
And the Tora walked by. I didn’t pay her any attention. I wanted my treat.

Then Papa started with the “wait for it” again and again. And all I could think about was “Kibbles n bits n bits n bits”. I love my papa, but I don’t like him very much right now.

And then it happened.

Before Papa could finish say, “okay, all yours buddy-boy” and before I could finish thinking “Kibbles n bits n bits n bits”, I saw my treat in slow motion as drool was escaping my mouth…

He yelled. “Taylor! You bit me! That hurt! That really really hurt!”

Then my Papa looked around at no one in particular “Taylor bit me.”

I felt bad.

But my treat tasted so good.

So darn good.

Have you had a treat today?

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