| Strays |

just brought some food for the poor strays downstairs my house, its a pack of 4 dogs. i'm always terrified of big dogs, so dear had to be the one bringing it close to them. poor things, must be starving while the stupid dog i have upstairs is full of pride and of the best things in the world. some of the best things that my pup has that he doesn't even appreciate most of the time:

1. our unconditional love for him - he bites us when we try to give him a hug
2. best food - his dinner everynight is rice with chicken/fish/pork/egg and yet he still needs to be hand-fed. yes literally. we have to put it on our hands before he decides he's gonna eat them
3. his own bed/basket/spongebed - you name it, he has it. and even gets to choose who's room he wants to sleep in!
4. car rides - basically he goes crazy whenever we wanna bring him out, be it his daily walk or car rides. BUT he has to negotiate a whole 20 minutes before he decides to let his best friend, my dad, carry his royal butt to the car. yes, unbelievable.
5. clothes, mostly shirts - he has the prettiest shirts, but he hates wearing them. he bites the ends where he can reach and make indents outta it, the naughty lil bugger.
6. toys - countless of them and yet when he sees anything that is furry or looks like him, he just can't wait to get his lil paw on them and make it his new toy. man, ain't he satisfied with all the toys that he already has? my guess is no.

i know i've deviated once again, but tell me, is he just pampered or pampered? *shakes head in dismay


::my pampered lil pup::