Wednesday, April 14, 2010

I’m a pooped out puggle

Mom and dad hired some nice ladies to clean our house, so Mom took me to doggy daycamp yesterday so I’d be out of their hair. Mom told me that the only reason I was going to doggy daycamp was that she had several appointments to go to, and I couldn’t come along.



I’m so sure!



I’ll forgive her though, because she was out earning money so she could buy me more toys and stuff.



The nice girls at PetsMart took really good care of me again. I really like it there, even though I don’t act like it when Mom drops me off. I am a really good actor, I think, and Mom believes my performance. I put my body real close to the ground and dug my nails into the grout of the tile to try to drag myself out of the lobby, but that darned leash kept me from finishing my performance.



Normally I nap during the time I was at daycamp, so by the time I got home all I wanted to do was sleep. Dad really liked that, because Mom had to leave for another appointment after I got home and so we became cuddle-buddies.



I"m pretty sure Mom’s going to take me back there again because the nice ladies who clean the house will be here every other week. Since Mom normally has Mondays and Tuesdays off, she told me that when her foot gets better we can also go on hikes when the ladies come to our house.



It’s good to be me. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz