Poor Funkenhund1, he thinks that I’m screwing with him.

Before we head home, Sparky gets a Slim Jim.  That’s the deal when we go on a car ride. 

After grocery shopping, Sparky was eagerly awaiting his payoff.

His Slim Jim stash was getting furry.  Sparky would eat it, but I couldn’t give him one.  I had picked up a little bag of German hazelnut cookies, so I gave him one of those.  

When I told him that’s all we’ve got, Sparky was not amused.

I knew the Slim Jim stock was getting low, so had picked up another bag.  Sparky thought that I should pull over and get him one.

I pointed out that he did eat the cookie, and we’d be home in two minutes.  Sparky was a little sullen.

Sparky’s mood picked up when we got home and I gave him a chew stick.

1 Funkenhund means ‘spark dog’, so that’s his German name.