Ever since I was a young pup, Mom’s been taking me to the UPS Store, Home Depot and the bank. I especially like the bank because the biscuits are HUGE. I wonder if it’s because she gives them a lot of paper? If they gave her some of that paper, would I have to give them a biscuit? I haven’t figured that out yet–I just hope they don’t run out of biscuits.
We went someplace new the other day. Someplace I’d never been. Mom said I had to be REALLY, REALLY GOOD. (I thought I was all the time?) We went in the doors and Mom stopped and had to put her name on something. I was looking around–I sure hope she put my name there too.
We went in some more doors and after they closed, the floor started moving. That was pretty weird. Then the doors opened and we went out and there she was! My favorite neighbor!! What was she doing here? Mom said she had her knee fixed and had to stay here for a while to learn how to make it work again. I just knew I was going to be really good–I didn’t even jump on her! I was minding my manners, like Mom told me.I got to meet a whole bunch more people. They petted me and said what a good dog I was. Then we went in my friend’s room. There was another person there who I went over to meet. She wanted to pet me too–I was sure glad I wasn’t stinky or anything. You have to be careful about what you roll in before you go to one of these places. I’m pretty sure about that.