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Perils of Pet Ownership
Here's one of the perils of pet ownership they don't tell you about: what if your pet loves someone else better, and that someone else is out of town?
Well, just now at Chateau Steelypips, Emmy is lying stretched out on her side, head down on the floor, looking as abject as possible, and MOANING over and over.
I call her over to be petted and she ignores me. She'd rather just lie there and moan, as though that would magically produce Chad from across state lines.
(Since typing the initial words of this post, I have made the grave error, from a long-term perspective, of giving her some treats in a Kong—not to reward her, but just to occupy her, not that she'll know that.)
Arrrrgh.
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Terrible for you to be reduced from boon companion to mere food-provider though...
(I followed you here from rasfw and rasfc for book reviews, btw, and have had you friended for some while now. SF+dog people seem to far exceed the SF+cat people in my flist...)
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(Now she's moping because she can't get the treat out. It's almost time for bed, though, and hopefully she won't whine after being crated.)
And that is somewhat surprising about SF+dog people, since it's usually thought to be SF+cat that predominates.