Walkies

The dogs paced back and forth in the kitchen, whining and intermettently scratching themselves.
It was way past the usual time of their walk and they were uneasy. The alarms attached to their inbuilt clocks which served to remind them of exercise and meal times had been ringing for almost 90 minutes.
Their master sat at the table, blissfully unaware of their plight.
The two dogs barked at him and nudged his legs with no response.
The following morning he still sat there with the lights on and they still hadn't been outside.
One of them had had to give in at 4am and had defecated on the mat by the back door. They were starting to become hungry and their master seemingly didn't care.
He never sat at the table for this long and the dogs were worried.
Two days later and the whole room stank of canine evacuations. The master hadn't moved and he was starting to smell a bit peculiar too.
The dogs slept on and off, but were mostly concerned about the situation in which they found themselves. Their attempts to get out of the door by scratching repeatedly at it had so far proven fruitless.
On day five the dogs looked at each other and agreed their course of action. They started to eat their master.