The Run A Muck Ranch dogs have it way too good.
Some came from holes in the ground, a few from the streets, one from a war zone, a couple from the desert.
They should be happy just to have a roof over their heads, shouldn’t they?
But no, they kick us off the couch. They kick Crabby off the people bed. If we’re home, we have no other priority than to amuse them. They won’t let me sleep until daylight, even when I get a day off. They’ve even decided commercial dog food is below them, so I spend hours and hours preparing their food from scratch just so.
I have no idea how the kids have learned to expect only the best, but I have a hunch….
Take a look at Vito’s dinner as served this evening. Do you think I might have something to do with the kids’ sense of self entitlement?
Thank goodness Crabby has no expectations and is happy with TV dinners!