Literature
It's A Dog's Life
"Wanna treat?" I truly am sick of hearing this, it seems like I'm more of their sick entertainment than I am a companion. They seem to love giving me these horrid grease ball biscuits. And the commands they give me to eat one. "Sit," I already am, "Stay!" I'm trapped inside of a house, where am I going to go? "Fetch." Why don't you, you lazy piece of trash! None the less, they are better than the food that tastes like cat litter. I mean, come on, JUST because I drink from the toilet DOES NOT give them the right to put my food in there too. It must be part of that sick entertainment I stated before. "Do you want a treat or not dog?" I must re