Geez... I fixed me and mom a hotdog tonight for dinner because I wasn't feeling up to much else. Well, Boots was eyeing them the whole time, so I politely covered her's up with a paper towel. Instead of her eating the 2 she wanted, she ate one. A little bit later I hear *knock* "umm, Alicia, Boots has a hotdog.." I yelped and ran in there, and he's sure as crap has that hotdog, ALL OF IT! Not to mention bobbing and weaving between everyone else, because that was his hotdog. I got it from him, and then nicely had to split one hotdog between 2 dogs, and 5 cats
-I think he's been reading about 8-bit's antics-
-I think he's been reading about 8-bit's antics-