When I have days where I’m basically grazing all day long, I wonder what my dog thinks of me everytime I get a new snack. Is she thinking: she wishes she were a human, it’s not fair, that I’m starving her, it doesn’t faze her, counting how many snacks I’ve eaten and rolling her eyes, in her next life wanting to be the human and me the dog cuz she would totally share if she were the human. What goes through their beautiful minds?