Look. I feed him. I bathe him. I buy him snacks, toys, and plush blankets.
And what does Manchas do in return?
Nap. Bark at Amazon drivers. And act like he pays rent. π€π
This little guy walks around the house with main character energy, judging everyone like heβs the CEO of something.
But the truth is… Manchas hasnβt worked a single day in his life.
Zero income. Zero effort. Full diva.
Tried to get him to carry a mini backpack? He flopped on the floor like a drama king.
Tried to teach him to βguard the houseβ?
He barked at a butterfly and ran inside.
One time I asked him, βWhen are you gonna get a job?β
He yawned⦠and farted.
That was his response.
At this point, Iβm convinced he thinks I work for him.
I cook, I clean, and I open his treat bag on demand.
If being spoiled was a profession, Manchas would be employee of the month.
Manchas, itβs time to contribute around here!