I'm not a sissy! Foster mom opened the back door and it was raining all crazy like! I never even hesitated! Marched us right out into that weather. Foster mom, she's a sissy...
Please everyone! I NEED HELP! Today was a bad, bad, bad, day... I had a bath! Outside! Blah Blah Blah... Foster mom said it was in the sun, and with 89 degree water, plus a blower to dry me quickly. Nope! None of that helped! Then she washed all my blankets and my bed! Foster dad even vacuumed my kennel out and sprayed Angry Orange all over. Nothing smells like me anymore, not even me! It made me forget how to use the bed! You would think it wouldn't get worse, right? Then she dremelled my nails! All of them! I have to learn to hide my feet so that never happens again. There's a rumor that this might happen daily until I get used to the dremel?!?!?! Someone call animal services! I refuse to look at Foster mom any more. She's such a mean mean lady! First thing this morning I went for a quick car ride, I was an excellent traveler, even if her hound mobile is a mess. What's up with this IKEA bag? **DO NOT WATCH THIS VIDE...
These pictures that Foster mom takes, just do not do me justice! I am much prettier in real life. A sneaky picture of me in this hole was finally snapped! Noodle and I are taking turns banking the left side for optimal comfort. Today is the day I stopped caring if I ate in private. Usually everyone has to leave the room and be super quiet for me to consider eating my meals. That was crazy! I am hungry!!!!! I may be eating a crazy amount of food twice a day. Being skinny has perks! Foster mom is a liar! Does this look like the face of someone who was playing the peanut gallery outside of her kennel? I would never tell that lady "Chop chop, you are too slow with the food" By the way, my forever home must have a box fan. Box fans are amazing!
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