It happened yesterday. My human was filming more Top Secret Stuff and I got stuck in the car for most of it - again. I was kinda mad about this and also super bored and slightly hungry, so I decided to break out of the dog pod and, uh, explore the front seat.
The front seat of Mazda is a No Dog Zone. I know this. My human even put stupid metal bars between the dog pod and the front seat to remind us. But when there are bags of tasty snacks lying all over the No Dog Zone and I'm stuck in the car watching Dutch pose for Nikon, rules will be broken...
And so yesterday I broke into the No Dog Zone and stuff got eaten. And by stuff I mean an entire mega-sized bag of salmon Omegas, half a bag of Stella+Chewy's canine crunch and two ginormous carrots. It all tasted so good, I totally couldn't stop eating.
By the time my human came back to the car, I was back in the pod with Frank. My human's brain has been supergimpy lately so I was hoping she wouldn't notice all the missing snacks. And she might not have - except I totally forgot to get rid of the evidence.
Yeah. I was so excited about the food, I totally forgot about the stupid bags. Which meant my human was double mad: once mad about the missing food, and twice mad about the huge mess of chewed up bags. I hate making my human mad, so I did what any pug with a chubby friend would do and blamed it all on Frank.
I almost got away with it too, until my belly freaked out about halfway through the interrogation. All those treats I ate wanted OUT of my belly. And I guess the fastest way out was the same way stuff goes in because I yakked up a big pile of fishy smelling puke right in front of my human. No blaming Frank for that.
Totally busted :/
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TODAY IS SPECIAL!
Happy days to Meatball in Winston-Salen, NC and also to Gweneth + Lucy (not sure where). I don't think I'll be getting any treats for awhile, so please eat lots of cookies for Gweneth, Lacy + Meatball!