Tonight Dad brought home Mexican for dinner. It is one of my favorites because of the queso and the shredded cheese and sour cream and steak and chicken. I was very enthusiastic in my desire to help Mom find the best bites and to inspect the food -- probably a bit too enthusiastic to be honest. I got banished to the bathroom along with a dish of stinky goodness. I ate some but it was definitely under protest. Then I complained at the door so Mom and Dad didn't forget about me. They did share a little sour cream with me, but I'm still pretty offended that they didn't let me help them eat.
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That wasn't fair was it! You only wanted to taste test it for them to make sure it was okay.
We're pretty sure they broke the law by not sharing, not to mention the lockup!
We don't get to help my human eat either - her boyfriend is a little more lenient.
we never getz purrson food heer either but over at cuzin dai$y's houz herz eatin just bout anything...... wherz de fare nezz in THAT ?? !! ☺☺♥♥
Well, that wasn’t very nice of them...but at least you got some sour cream. We don’t even get that.
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