Right now my wife has a pekingese named Gabby. She talks under her breath as she walks to her food dish. I would have named her Grumble if she had been male. I do have the translation of what she is saying.
"I don't know why I have to walk all the way across the floor to my food. They should bring it to me. I am pekingese and this is my world." She also has the annoying habit of chasing her tail and pulling out hair when she doesn't get her way or someone touches her tail.
Me I prefer Great Danes but that is another story. Don't have the yard for one anymore.
"I don't know why I have to walk all the way across the floor to my food. They should bring it to me. I am pekingese and this is my world." She also has the annoying habit of chasing her tail and pulling out hair when she doesn't get her way or someone touches her tail.
Me I prefer Great Danes but that is another story. Don't have the yard for one anymore.