My Dog

I love my dog. My dog is my best friend (I know it's cliché, but it's true). I'm not sure what I would do without my dog. I've always liked having my dog around and he seems to feel the same about me. It's a well known fact that my dog loves bologna. He goes nuts for it. He would eat it every chance he gets if I let him. I used to feed it to him most every day, but for some reason I decided to no longer feed it to him. Now I only show him the bologna, but never let him touch or eat it. I like to dangle it in front of his face and when he tries to get it, I pull it away. And even though I do these things, my dog still loves me and I still love him. Even though I tease him with bologna, he still waits by the door for me to get home, still plays games with me, still loves me. He may think that one day he will get bologna, but I can tell you it's never gonna happen. I will continue to tease him with it but I will never let him eat it. But I'm sure my dog will always be there, no matter what I do.

By the way, I don't have a dog. Turns out I'm the dog.