Food Lady Chronicles – damn stray edition:
Well, good morning young intact brown dog with a white spot who will not be named spot playing with Herbert. Notspot, I am not your foodlady. Yes, I am Herbert’s food lady. Oh, he said he’d share? Fine. Here. Have some kibble. Dammit. After kibble Notspot wiggled under the main gate in the only spot not covered with cinderblock. Herbert was doing so good, he wanted to leave but couldn’t fit! Yay! Until he managed to wiggle past the damned cinder block and off like a shot to follow Notspot to…..whothehellknows, probably the beach. ~sigh~
Stupid Notspot! Luring him away with his fancy beach