A couple of nights ago, MomDad took me to the babydoctor for just a regular checkup. He said I was good boy and way better than I was last year when I was being bi-polar and giving MomDad the bitey and I even gave Dr. babydoctor the bitey too. He said I only had a little bit of tartar sauce on my teefs but that's okay because Dad doesn't want to brush them for me.
The best part about the Babydoctor is that his office is right INSIDE my favorite store in the whole world: PETSMART! There are toys in every aisle and even other dogs to visit with and growl at if I want to. And after making the babydoctor do nasty things to my potty and stuff, MomDad always feel guilty enough to buy me some new toys on the way out! Horray for Dobby!!!!!
They buyed me a new man bowl for my foods and a dental chewy bone and they buyed Brudder a harness of his very own and they also buyed me a cat toy that looks like a carrot and they put catnip inside of it. Mmmmmm. I loved chewing up that carrot toy! I chewed all the feathers off first and then tried to open it up to see why it didn't squeak for me. But then Mom caughted me and told me I was a bad boy. Then Dad tried to kill me by tying the carrot around my neck for an hour! I couldn't believe it! Look with your own eyes:
How was I supposed to chew it up when it was attached to my neck on the side of my head even?!!?!? I was so embarassed. I couldn't believe Mom took a picture of it. I don't think I was a bad boy since we were at the Petsmart for me only anyway and not for the kitties. Jeesh.
I'm thinking about running away since MomDad obviously don't love me and aren't even nice to me ever.
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I have that feathery carrot toy! It is very very fun.
ps: I do not think you are a bad boy.
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