Oh Kafka, you are SO BUSTED
You spent this chilly day outside – after escaping from the back door, you managed to find a nice, warm spot in a little area under the house.
But a nice, tasty bowl of kibble foiled your evil plans for taking over the household from below.
And I thought us dogs were motivated by food, and able to manipulate the humans into providing it at any time… you sir, are THE KING – simply by being outside a bowl of food materialized.
I will learn from your greatness, oh strip-ed one…
Love,
Bogart
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