A trip
Today when Joan got home, we went on a walk but then she started putting stuff in a bag and I got the sense that she was going somewhere. And I started to get really excited because I was hoping hoping hoping that I was going to get to go with her. I started following her around and jumping up and down. Don't leave me! Don't leave me!
I got my wish and we headed to the car, me too. We drove for only a little bit and ended up at a new house to me, but then I recognized Brandy, my Australian Shepherd dog cousin, and Michelle, Joan's niece. Bella, the not-so-nice Jack Russell Terrier dog, was no where to be found. Which is a good thing, I'd say. Brandy and I are great friends because she knows I'm boss. Except she was hanging out on my bed and then I stole her bone. Then Joan told me to give her the bone, and I thought about it and I did give it to her. She is the boss. She put it away from both of us and ten made Brandy go to her bed and told me to go on my bed. She said that was the ORDER here.
Joan's sister isn't here which is I think why we are here - to make sure no one gets into trouble. I might try my own kind of trouble ... like going into that big water hole in the backyard.