Friday, November 29, 2013

Doggy Black Friday!

I went shopping this Black Friday!

I've always heard of people waking up super early to go make long lines and fight off people on this day, but for me, the shopping experience was completely different.

The pet store was open at the usual time, but today they had extra boxes everywhere and all of my favorite employees were working the same shift.

I saw more dogs there today, but there were no lines or rowdy people. Everyone was friendly.

I did my rounds and then mom told me we had to go look at the winter sweaters they had there. I'm not too sure about the options she wanted to get me. Come on, Snoopy is way too lazy and Micky is a mouse I would like to chase.

Anyway, mom insisted we get both sweaters.

I also bought Christmas gifts for my uncle Paco and Hugo. I can't wait for them to see what I got them.

Did you go Black Friday shopping? I like this tradition, so I expect to do it again next year.

Thursday, November 28, 2013

A Doggy Thanksgiving

Today I give thanks for...the nice meaty piece I found on my plate tonight, and the extra side dishes I've been eating all day long while mom cooks.

Humans make such a big deal out of this Thanksgiving Day. I don't like it so much because mom is always busy and I have to go walking with master alone must of the day. Then in the afternoon I stay home alone for about 4 hours or so.

The only good thing is that once my parents come back they always feed me this juicy meal I only have on this day, and for the following days I keep tasting remnants of that same tasty bird.

I hope all dogs get to eat as well as I do on Thanksgiving day. 

Sunday, November 3, 2013

I'm Moving Out?

Something odd is happening in the house. Mom keeps talking about someone special coming next year and that is why we need to make room.

The guest bedroom is being emptied and reorganized, but I don't understand why. At least my spare bed is still in that room.

Today, master packed the bed that was in there and put it in this white van I had never been in. He asked me if I wanted to go for a ride, and I of course said yes. What I don't understand is why he said I was moving out. Nothing in this van belongs to me.

Anyway, if we are getting a special guest NEXT year, why do we have to prep so far in advance? I hope the new guest likes dogs, because I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE!
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