Your Daily Garbage Meal

You spent the entire day on a leash and I eventually come home. Fortunately for you, I have not forgotten you and would like to have joy with you. A few face slaps, a little spit, and a delicious plate of leftovers from the day before will be my treat for you. As an ashtray, you will be just as good enough as well, and of course, you will eat EVERYTHING I give you. Also, when I use my filthy high heels to step on your garbage, youll thankfully lick it nicely from my boots.