not my idea of the good life

I'm officially on a diet now. YUCK! Whose idea is this? I'm pretty small, I don't think extra kibble will keep me from fitting into dog clothes, but my pleas for more have gone unheard. My person says I used to eat as much as I wanted without gaining a pound but ever since I got spayed it's all gone straight to my hips. Whatevs. Also started walking like 100x more than I used to. Walking totally cramps my style. I bet Tinkerbell never has to walk. I never thought I'd say this but even that tacky pleather shoulder bag that I sometimes ride in would be preferable to all this exercise. Obviously a car service would be ideal but I'm willing to compromise. 

Crossing my fingers that a certain someone gets a life and no longer has time to drag me around the block,

GG