Day of Neglect

THEY (Mike and Ann) have left me alone all day. They left right after breakfast and didn't return until after 5 p.m. Isn't that considered neglect?
They come in all rosy cheeks chattering away about the great day they had! ... good trails, good riding. Bah, Humbug! What about me, and my very lonely day. Oh sure,
they toss me a pupparoni and think everything will be alright. and it did help, I admit. I've almost forgotten why I was so upset with them. ... but really, I'm their best friend! I need a sled.