This dude aka Grandpa, has to stop teasing me! Are you serious right now, have you seen the slop I get feed. It's no wonder I get moody from time to time. Please just drop it, I need a little flavor in my palette. So what, my digestive system cannot handle table food and I get diarrhea and throw up. It's not every day, plus my mom then rubs my belly with Paragize which feels so good! I love a good belly rub!! The Best part is I am back to normal.
Excerpt from Wilhelmina Burpee’s feelings journal, excerpt 1,069: “The days are short and the nights are long, and though I have no true stressors, a job, or responsibilities of any kind, I can not get a moments rest. I toss and turn over the prejudices I’ve endured, the blatant sizism I face daily. Why did this man refuse to scratch my equally deserving belly? I know he saw and heard me. I informed him that dachshunds were bred to hunt and murder badgers up to three times their size, that we have some of the best noses of our canines brothers and sisters, and that we excel at over the top, super fucking annoying barking and being pointlessly aggressive. And yet, the human world shines its light on gentle giants. Sure, I love you @bernie_babie but you will never know the heartache of size discrimination you big jolly fluff monster. I will continue to advocate against this. More to come.” 💔😭🐕#saynotosizism #smallbutmighty#feelingsjournal