So, I tried to score a replacement cupcake. I told my human it wasn't fair that Dutch got to eat 99% of my birthday cupcake. She told me I've eaten "more than enough" lately and didn't really need a cupcake anyway.
Didn't need a cupcake??
OK, maybe I didn't need a cupcake. But I definitely wanted one. And since my human forgets pretty much everything these days I figured maybe I should just pretend I had no idea what she was talking about and score a cupcake anyway. I mean, maaaaybe sometimes I've almost eaten almost enough. But I've definitely never eaten MORE than enough. Ever.
So I pretended. But somehow my human remembered. She remembered all the cookies and ice cream and bagels and pizza and hotdogs and corndogs and bacon donuts I ate on the pug tour. When I tried to play dumb she pulled out a picture of me with Voodoo donut on my face.
Hrm. Not fair.
With evidence like that, I'd never convince her that I need a replacement cupcake. Until I remembered that I also have evidence from the last day we were in Portland. Proof that my human is making other pugs happy and totally forgetting about me. Doing things like feeding my donuts to other pugs. And letting them play with Nikon. And, uh, stuff.
Me, Nikon and a pretty cool Portland pug named Hugo. According to Hugo, my human had just given him an entire bacon-maple Voodoo donut during a photoshoot. Seriously. Which one of us looks like a happy pug to you?
Maple-bacon pawprints I spotted on a table next to a Voodoo box. These are NOT my footprints. If you look close you can see a white hair in one of the prints.... Hugo has white feet.
I really didn't want to put Hugo under a bus or whatever, but figured it was my only hope of convincing my human that I really haven't eaten more than enough and totally deserve a replacement cupcake (sorry dude).
So I showed my human the pictures and reminded her about all the OTHER pugs she's been feeding. Suggested maybe they are the ones who have eaten "more than enough". Maybe they are the ones who don't need a cupcake. She suggested I get on a scale and we see what the numbers say.
Uh... maybe I really don't need a cupcake.