This morning My Margret was checking my ears to see how they were doing. After she gave me a tummy rub I got up, went into the kitchen sat by the refrigerator and asked nicely for a piece of cheese.
My Margret ruffled my fur and laughed. I don’t think it was funny. I mean come on I get cheese and hotdogs with my pills and ear powder. I think it’s only fair to expect some cheese when my ears are looked at.
I mean it’s only right!
Who’s with me?
~ this is Belle “the it’s always time for cheese” Pup for the rest of the pups and kitties.
Three Pups and a Couple of Kitties 
Of course, B. Looking is the same as treating. Cheese treats are definitely in order, here. I am with you!!
Love and licks,
Cupcake
Thanks Cupcake, welcome aboard! ~nose nudges Belle
Has your Margret ever asked you if you want a little cheese with that w(h)ine? I think that’s how Lexi got hooked. (On cheese, not w(h)ine.)
Mrs. Amy, I love you but hmmm, I’m beginning to think that you’re not on my side. ~ nose nudges Belle
I’m totally with you! I would have expected the same thing!
Thank you Mia! I’ll tell My Margret what you said. ~nose nudges Belle
I am TOTALLY with you!
Yours sincerely,
Margaret Thatcher
Thank you Maggie, that means a lot to me! ~ nose nudges Belle