continued from the previous post...
so, after my No walkies in the Rain protest, we started
driving towards the ehem.. gulp... V word. VET office.
no no no.. i'm not sick. i feel perfectly fine. see?!
i'll walkies. let's try it again.
as we pulled up into the parking lot.
she said be right back. YOU stay here.
okay by me!
Hey-woohoo she veered left
to the PET STORE right next door
and lookie, i hit the lottery!
new coookies cookies cookies!
but getting to NOM NOM eat the cookies
didn't go quite as easy...see.
Ha- reverse torture! NOM!
(pee ess: my mom is so well trained, isn't she?)