Spoiled and Spoiled

Sonya and Preacher. Sister and brother. Spoiled and spoiled. Don't let those dejected faces and half-mast ears fool you. They act like they don't get enough to eat, but that's just a ploy to get table scraps.

Preacher, the drooler. The smell of cooking alone can get that fire hydrant going. He'll eat anything. Anything! Blue berries, oranges, spinach, peas. Anything! Again, don't let those sad eyes fool you, it's a ploy to get you to give him a piece of cheesecake.

That's her royal highness Sonya, wearing my sweater,  As you can see, she doesn't lack for food. She doesn't lack for attention either.

See, that's Preacher grooming her. Because she tells him to groom her. "Or else I'll bite your ears and Scotty won't do anything about it!"

Sonya is so full of herself. She thinks she's nature's gift to all dogkind.

"Netty, does this sweater make me look fat?"

How can I say "yes" to those sad puppy eyes?

*No, you don't Sonya."

Spoiled, spoiled dogs!