I think I've crossed the line and my girl has had enough. First I ate some of these:
Then I helped myself to a few of these:
Then I stole this (a BIIIIIG one!):
And there was another "food incident" that I don't remember exactly. But the point is, I think Massah is sick and tired of me! Why do I think that? Well, look at this:
What's wrong with that? Here, look at the hanger it came on:
And the tag!
OHMYDOG! She is trying to turn me into a Boston Terrier, like my sister!!! We look exactly alike now!
I am not happy about this! (neither is Fig, if you look at her face in the previous picture.) This is what I think about it:
And finally this!