Third Class Citizen


 When you are the lowest being on the totem pole, you do not get to decide anything.

When I was sick, my dad made me chicken and macaroni soup.  I really liked it. But since then he has decided that I could go back to my boring old dog food.  And tonight, for dinner, THEY ATE MY LEFTOVERS!  They didn’t even bother to ask me if I wanted more of it, or if it was OK for them to eat my food, but they just did.  And when I tried to protest by whining and trying to get at my food, I was told to go away, “No Begging!”.

And when you really think about it, why do I have to watch them while they eat?  Why can’t I eat with them?  Why is food always accessible to them but not to me?  Why do they always leave me home when I want to go with them?  Why can I only go out when they are with me? WHY?  WHY?  WHY????!

Life is unfair:(  I should just eat grass instead.

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Life Lesson:  If you are the lowest being on the totem pole, there is no where to go but UP!

2 thoughts on “Third Class Citizen

  1. Just think, Meatball, in a few months,you’ll be bigger and stronger, then you can bowl them over to get at their dishes. They dare not refuse you.
    Poppy

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