And Mommy didn't let him keep it.
How is THAT fair?
We don't get our own burgers when we are at home, but yet when Hudson sniffed one out, stalked it, and found it hiding under a bush at Kildonan Park, Mommy took it away from him and THREW IT IN A GARBAGE CAN.
What?
Aren't we dogs predators?
Aren't we supposed to hunt?
Isn't eating meat in our blood?
If we're not worried about how the burger got there, why is she?
Some things are completely incomprehensible, and this is definitely one of them.
Can anyone explain?
Tonight (because it's supposed to pour) Mommy and Daddy are having a BBQ. It will smell good, and look good, but do you think they're doing a steak for me and for Smudge? No, I'm pretty sure they are not.
So, why is it that they won't even let us have a burger caught, fair and square and all sporting like in the wild?
I'm sure there are some sort of salvage rights that apply in this situation.
Take care all, and happy hamburger hunting!
Salvage Hunter Rudy
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