It happened again, this morning: someone commented to M about me being too skinny. These people act as if they ask a question (‘Oooh, your dog is beautiful but why is she so skinny?’) but actually they mean: ‘Your dog is too skinny, you should give her more food!’ You can’t fool dogs, you know: no matter how nice the words you choose, we can smell what you really think.
I never object to more food, of course. But seriously, these people start to annoy me very much. Because I am not too skinny, I am just right. This is the body shape that suits me. I know from experience, because if I do eat a lot I grow a nice little soft belly, but my ribs still stick out.
I also don’t like these people commenting, because M gets upset about it. This is something that puzzles me about humans: the way they open themselves up to other humans, even if they don’t know them. If a dog I don’t know barks to me in the street I am a no good Greek stray, I just bark back he is an asshole. I don’t care about that and I don’t think about it anymore (other than my friend Fred, but hey, he is a sensitive whippet). But if a total stranger tells M she is neglecting me, she is sad. Even if it is not true and the people telling her this are always too fat themselves, as are their dogs. Truly! Next time someone tells her this, I will bite them. And growl: ‘Yes I am hungry and you look fat and juicy so I’ll eat you and your obese dog!’ That will teach them and make M very happy.