We are forever trying to describe the abuse that we suffer at the hands of the hu-dad, but we think this incident from Sunday morning should bring clarity to any doubters still out there. We were camping and our morning routine is simple. We get up, do the necessary “business” break, take a long walk, return to the RV for some time on the picket line and watch other campers go by. While on that picket line, we get some fresh water and then, at some eternal time later, the hu-dad finally gets around to feeding us breakfast. And the horror is that he usually checks in on Facebook, reads some blogs, and eats his own breakfast – IN FRONT OF US – before we get ours. Can you imagine, pups?
So, Sunday morning, all was going according to plan. Hu-dad was eating his breakfast while we could barely hold our heads up due to weakness in our starving fashion. And then he receives a notice that our buddy, Turbo, has just posted a celebration of his 1,000th post (Congrats Turbo!). Turbo was an unsuccessful candidate for President in the last election and is now running for Congress in the 14th District of Missouri. His platform is simple and it is the way he ended his post on Sunday – Cheese and Bacon for all.
Some people will call this irony. We just call it cruel. The hu-dad posted a comment that read, “We are demanding the cheese and bacon now, though the hu-dad insists it is his and to back off.” (Oooooh, and note the timestamp of 8:59 a.m. – well past breakfast time at Chez Herd and we were still not fed). So why did the hu-dad post that comment? He took this picture right after posting the comment:
Yep, the hu-dad’s breakfast while camping is an English Muffin with scrambled eggs, bacon, and cheese. In front of us. Before we have breakfast. While he is commenting on your blogs and reading Facebook. But Qannik is cute and fluffy and, well, not really threatening thanks to that whole ski jacket incident. So dad just turned his glance in another direction.
Amazingly, we got fed right after this picture.