It was a terrible morning.
Mommy worked the last half of grave shift so she had to get up at 2 AM.
But that's not the terrible part.
Once again, she left without feeding us!
CC contemplates starvation.
It doesn't matter she gave us a few kibbles for treats.
Sylvester ponders Bread-Licking.
It doesn't matter that we had stinky goodness left in our bowls.
Salem collapses from hunger.
We had to wait until Daddy got up, about 763 hours later, to finally receive nourishment.
Sweet Pea attempts Food Recycling.
Mommy knows the rules...when she gets up, we are fed. Period.
Mommy, you are on notice.
We hope you all were fed on time.