A plea to the woman:
Numerous people and animal friends have equated my lifestyle to that of a Hobbit. I believe the reason for this is because of my appetite. As you know, first and second breakfasts are a must, although I prefer not to engage in afternoon tea since I despise hot liquids. I also highly enjoy dinner and supper.
As to not disrupt the routine I have set forth for my stomach, I have established these meal times and enforce them vigorously.
So, it is quite understandable that when my bowl is missing during one of my designated meal times, I become terrified. Moby snapped these photos earlier today that depict me in a state of panic looking for my missing food bowl. I thought it would surely appear within one of the kitchen cabinets, but after an exhaustive search, I came up empty-pawed.
Hence, I appeal to you one final time. Please woman…if you are reading this…all I need you to do is make sure the bowl is continually brimming with food.
Thank you for respecting the Bus.