Molly's food bowl incurs her wrath every morning when I go to work and all I can say is, she must have really been pissed this morning. Her food bowl and matching water bowl were a gift to her from a stripper friend of mine and Molly's favor cannot be curried by any means.
She tossed her food bowl and it's contents under a fold out chair in my bedroom and it took me about 15 minutes to find it when I got home from work. Usually she flips it into the corner of the room behind the door and leaves it there. The other day her food bowl was empty but there was food all over the floor. Molly refused to eat what was on the floor and insisted, rather rudely, that I put food in her bowl. What a spoiled rotten dog!
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