|Exhibit A: Clyde|
|Exhibit B: Bonnie|
The truth is, they have us on a short leash. They only eat the gourmet salmon dog food. They demand long hikes off leash with the option to get lost in the woods, threatening never to return. They get first choice of which kids cozy bed they'll sleep in and often claim the head of the bed and a pillow or two. And on the rare occasion that we go out and don't return by the curfew they set for us....
they get really pissed off!
All over the floor. (We've already removed most of the carpet upstairs for this very reason.) Because they've got us right where they want us. Wrapped around their paws. With all the power to make us give in to their demands. Or suffer the consequences.