She tells me it is sometimes too hot in the car for me, but when I'm in the car it feels perfect. I don't know what she is talking about. HOT? Mom, its not hot.
Oh, it's when she is gone and the car isn't running. Now I get it.
Okay, I will stay at home sometimes, but only if I have to.
I've been pinteresting with the other pinners. Here are some of my favorites:
Best bed ever.
Best perch ever.
Dangerous pit bull.
When Mom first got me she had a Rottweilernamed Gabe and he laid beside the bed a foot stool so I could get on the bed. Mom said he lived longer because he had a good job.