Chapter 12: The Chicken

Pink is my favorite color.  Whenever I wear my pink collar everyone tells me how pretty I look.  I love the attention.  That is why I was so excited when the Yuppies gave me a pink chicken.  At first I was confused because the Yuppies kept calling it chicken but it tasted nothing like the delicious treats they give me to try to get me to obey them.  The chicken treats are irresistible and I would do anything to sink my teeth into them (even humiliate myself by crawling, dancing, and heeling).  But this pink chicken tasted like all the other toys I've destroyed.  Why would the Yuppies use the same word for two different things? Stupid.  Since it was pink and tasted nothing like real chicken, I was hesitant to destroy it.  Maybe if I carried it around with me, people would think I was a pretty girl.  But then the urges took over, I mean it squeaked in 3 places.  How could I resist?