I’m not your friend.

You took me to the vets, I hate you and I will not speak to you until dinner time (when you will feed me lots because you are feeling guilty).
vets 2015

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Posted on April 14, 2015, in Uncategorized and tagged , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. I know that look.

  2. thehipandthrifty

    Yep. Sounds about right. 🙂

  3. I’ve been the “bad mom” many many times, and yes, the guilt is a heavy load to bear. hugs

  4. Never mind, Arnie, you can wreak your revenge with a nice little lie down on top of a newly ironed pile of laundry, before stuffing your face with guilt grub!

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