Teeth are jutting out, feelings are hurt! Mom and dad took the kids to the State Fair, guess who got left at home again with the furball? I cannot believe how many times I’ve been dissed this Summer! Yeah, that’s right mom and dad, I said it, Summer’s a season, not a name! Anyway, I thought dad was going to give me something special to eat before going to the fair yesterday. It was a little confusing, mom was holding me, telling dad how bad I smelled and disgusting my fur looked, when dad said he was thinking about giving me a "chop." I sure was hoping for veal, or, pork, turned out, I got nothing! The confusing part was how dad said he would have to serve it to me, "a chop right behind the neck," is what he said. Whoever heard of receiving a chop behind the neck, I mean really, they complain about my fur being messy now, can you imagine if he placed a chop behind my neck? It must be some kind of holistic food ,because dad said all of my problems would be over with just one good chop behind the neck. I guess I’ll have to wait for the kids to go somewhere, dad said he wouldn’t be able to give me the chop when the kids were home, he said it might upset them too much. C’mon dad ,you big cheapskate, spring for the kids a chop, I’m sure they’d enjoy one. Dad may be over estimating how much I can eat, he said one chop may not do the trick, I may need two, or, three chops. Here’s the funny part, dad didn’t say one thing about giving furball a chop, I can’t wait to see the look on his face when dad’s giving me two, maybe three chops and he’s just standing there getting nothing! Just what he deserves, nothing! Sooner or later, we all get what’s coming to us. Gotta run