A bunch of disconnected thoughts put together by a disconnected brain
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
I don't think I like you anymore
I've been a good puppy and hardly ever mess in the floor anymore. I eat my food, take my naps, sleep all night and only wake you up occasionally before 7 AM. What did I do to deserve this trip to the Vet?
I really don't think I like you anymore.
2 comments:
Oh my . . . look at that sweet little face!
Poor chew chew!
Can you sew on his name instead?? I'm afraid iron-on's won't stay on very long.....
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