New bad place!
Saturday, October 28th, 2006This morning Mom and Dad tricked me and said we were going to see my new house. Well, we did go see my new house and then they took me to the bad place to meet my new “doctor.” I was so mad. But, the doctor was pretty nice and I didn’t bark at him or anything. He just poked me a little bit and said I was a little fat and that they should feed me less. He doesn’t have a clue what he is talking about.
Then it started raining real hard and it got super cold. So, we came home, and Dad took this picture of me all bundled up on the couch.
