There was a time I wrote about how raising a dog is much like raising a child. Ups and downs. Laughter and heartache.
Welp. I'm gonna be a bad mom.
My Baylie girl has no dog food left and by the time I got the girl at Petco on the phone tonight to find out when they closed, they had already been closed a whole 10 minutes.
Baylie only had half a dinner because that's all I had left. I had planned on picking up the food on the way home from my workout to give her the other half when I got home.
Then I get to chatting in the parking lot, lost track of time (and momentarily forgot I needed to get her food) and .... then the girl on the phone says "awww" in response to "but I've got a hungry dog!" Clearly no real sympathy for this bad parent.
I have a list of excuses: I wasn't in the area of Petco yesterday and I still had enough to get her breakfast, I'd go at lunch at work, but then the morning was really busy at work and I needed a Peet's, and then I forgot to go on the way home... and, and, and...
Her second half of dinner was reminiscent of the bland diet she was on for a couple of weeks after the "mom-in-training" rat poison incident: chicken breast and a small dog cookie. Breakfast will probably be more chicken and green beans.
In fact, now that I think of it, I think she is hoping I forget to get her food again tomorrow.