Rosie’s Big Freakout

I gave Carrot some tuna, and Rosie went cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs. She was growling, snarling, barking and jumping at the tuna. I had to physically restrain her. Needless to say, she didn’t get any.

She’s presently sniffing the trashcan in hopes that its lid will magically open. I’ve never seen her get so worked up about food. She’s usually ambivalent. Go eat your carrot, Rosie.

BTW, when did this become a dog blog?



Filed under DogBlog, The cat will always love me

2 responses to “Rosie’s Big Freakout

  1. Katy

    Ha – Ha this is what happens when you get a dog. Your whole life begins to revolve around them. Even you friends with children that usually bore you with tells of the cute two year old will begin to cringe when you say, “last night, Rosie did the cutest thing.” You’ll do it, too, even when you hate yourself for talking about the dog yet again.

    Oh, and the puppies were adopted. I’m back down to 3 Aussies!

  2. Melody

    This is totally a dog blog. How come you never write about the cutest thing I did last night? Or how I react to what you made me for dinner?

    You’re not even supposed to be a dog person!

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