Its this the fault of daylight savings, I swear!
*waddle, waddle*
Tracker: Mommy, its feedin' time *stretches out flat across the foyer, windmilling tail*
Me: Its too early, fat boy
Tracker: Feed me, I'm wasting away
Me: Tracker, too early
Tracker: *blink*blink*
Me: Josh isn't even home, yet
Tracker: *waddles over to bowl to gaze forlornly within its empty expanse*
Me: Too early, boobie
Tracker: *blink*blink*
Me: Geez, Tracker, you just had breakfast...oh hell, its almost 6, isn't it? Sorry, boobie-boy.
Tracker: *beautific, adoring gaze as the glorious sound of kibble hits the bowl*
Tracker: Mommy, its feedin' time *stretches out flat across the foyer, windmilling tail*
Me: Its too early, fat boy
Tracker: Feed me, I'm wasting away
Me: Tracker, too early
Tracker: *blink*blink*
Me: Josh isn't even home, yet
Tracker: *waddles over to bowl to gaze forlornly within its empty expanse*
Me: Too early, boobie
Tracker: *blink*blink*
Me: Geez, Tracker, you just had breakfast...oh hell, its almost 6, isn't it? Sorry, boobie-boy.
Tracker: *beautific, adoring gaze as the glorious sound of kibble hits the bowl*
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Btw, Tracker is flat on the rug in my office blinking up at me, trying to make me believe that his Da forgot to feed him breakfast.
Eternal hope, eh?