The Mystery of the Shrinking Treats

So, my treats have been getting smaller lately, and I have been receiving A LOT less of them too. The Woman says I am turning into a greedy little bratt, so she is reducing the number of treats I get a day down to FOUR, and they are seemingly smaller too! Actually, she didn't call me a greedy little bratt. She called me a "greedy little" bad word that begins with a 'b' and ends with a 'turd'. I won't repeat it here though since I am a much more dignified dog than to go around repeating curse words. So, I am a greedy little b-turd, eh? So what if I am! Just because I expect a treat every time I butt my head against the cupboard door that holds the treats doesn't make me unworthy of a treat! Just because I want a treat for stepping outside onto the porch doesn't mean I am wrong! Give me those treats Woman, and stop snapping them in half before pulling them out of the box! That's right. I ain't no dumby. I know you're halving them before pulling them out of the box! Can I get a little support here someone? Don't I deserve more than four halved treats a day? That adds up to just two a day! A Pug could starve on that few treats!