Ch. 11 Bella POV
Bella,
Here is your damn money, you greedy bitch. Follow the instructions for Snowball since he will already be depressed because we're gone. Don't fuck up the rotation. Love you, see you in a week.
Emmett
P.S. Call my dog Cujo one more time and see what happens!
•Don't starve my dog, give him 1 scoop dry food and mix it with ½ can wet food 2x's a day. (Shut the fuck up. I know wet dog food makes you gag but who cares just do it.)
•He needs his ear meds once in the morning and once at night, you need to cut the pill in fourths and then, cut one hotdog in fourths and shove the pills inside the pieces of hotdog. (Don't roll your eyes you know you love a good hot dog-Rosie added that FYI.)
•He needs his hair brushed daily. (I don't want a nappy dog when I get home.)
•Walk him daily. (Get off your lazy ass.)
•The Gardner will clean up the shit in the backyard, don't worry about it!
•Ball's needs to sleep with you or he'll get lonely and whine at your door. (Don't be a bitch and put your ear buds in and ignore him, let him in your bed.)
•Please pet him for at least an hour a day and play with him for a half hour. (If you piss him off he eats things, and if my house gets fucked up. your ass is mine.)
The list went on and on for about twenty more demands. I swear my brother was dropped on his head.
He's more deranged then I thought.