Two and a half

And I can count perfectly well thank you very much.

Two and a half rotten little biscuits is all that's left of my tea.  AND they made me work for it, getting them out of this ball thingie.

The thing is I wented for my yearly check up with my (sort of) friend Jane yesterday, and do you know what she said.  She said I was overweight.  Yes she did.

Now I'm a rotten diet - for real this time.  SHE weighs out my food and everything, AND I'm not getting any treats, exceptist the tiniest crumb when I stop barking.

It's going to be a long, long winter.