The Fussy Dog

Breakfast time for my two old dogs feeding bowls full on the kitchen floor Kublia sniffs his food and walks away Genghis on the floor he lays A little bacon on the top and Kublia chows down little Genghis lays still his face wearing a frown Kublia licks his lips wanting Genghis bowl I look at little fatty boy and tell him firmly no Genghis gets up and walks to the empty bowl looking at me with hurt eyes as if his food was stole He licks the bowl for any morsels left ignoring the feast in his Kublia yammers at the food left let me eat it geez whiz I take Genghis's bowl to the living room where his hunger usually resumes He only sniffs it and runs away returning with a milk bone to play I put his food back in the fridge Genghis unsure of what I did He sits and stares at me looking sad as if he was punished for being bad During lunch Kublia eats his food Genghis sniffs and sits He wants a treat not his lunch but a treat he can forget I take some food from his bowl and give it to Kublia to eat Genghis growls and gobbles his lunch wagging his tail in defeat The doggies roll around with paws waving in the air full little tummies without a care A friend told me my dogs got it nice why would they go to heaven if they live in paradise.