GRR!!!

She forgot to buy me my wet morning food. She looked in the cupboard this morning and guess what?! Bare!!! She expects me to wait until Friday because that is the earliest she can make it to a store... Whatever!!! She expects me to eat this dry, cardboard-flavored crap until then... This would never happen at the Godmommy and Uncle Jim's house (of course, with eight of us eyeballing you as soon as you woke up and getting feisty--I suppose that is a bit more intimidating than the damage that I am capable of doing alone). She said that she had been picking it up and almost buying it everytime she went in to a store, but she really thought we had a couple more packets of it at home. Yeah, right. Does she expect me to eat the shiny new collar? She couldn't have bought me the morning stuff instead?! I do look damn HOT though...
~Mashed Potato~