Saturday April 19th

What a week! Some good and some bad. It all started good. Mom walked us on Monday and it was a pretty good day. Plus she brought me home a new toy with a really loud squeaker. I love my squeakers!! But then on Tuesday I knew something was up when she pulled that suitcase out. Sure enough, she left and didn't come home that evening. But, Aunt Rory showed up which was fun. She fed us and gave us some belly loving. That night I was playing with my new toy and trying to get that squeaker out when she took it from me. Hey! I can't help it if my quest for the squeaker keeps her awake. It was only midnight. I couldn't even find the toy because she stuck it under the pillow. Then on Wednesday, Aunt Jane showed up to love us. That was cool. Then Aunt Rory again. Then finally Mom came home all tired and grumpy. But, at least she took us out for a walk finally.
Now for the bad part.... Friday morning mom is getting ready for work and suddenly she gets our leashes. We go nuts!! Finally we get to go to work. I've been dying to go. We are crazy with excitement. We all get in the car and suddenly I remember the grooming appointment I overheard last week. I just closed my eyes and put my head on the console. I was hoping she'd forget about me and take me to work instead. Buddy when nuts. He was pacing and crying and and jump from front to back. About half way into the trip he starts to whine. And he won't stop! I said "Pull over and toss him out" but mom wouldn't listen. It started to get me upset. Next thing I know, I'm crying. I don't know why but I just got wrapped up in the moment. Then we get there and my nerves were shot. I couldn't help it and I pooped right in the doorway. It wasn't my fault.... honest. Buddy is still going nuts. He's running around Mom's legs and crying. She's trying to hand us over and it was pure chaos.
Later that day she picked us up and everything was good. The bath wasn't nearly as painful and I thought and I must admit that buddy looks better. He no longer has a skirt. I guess I can't call him sissy dog anymore.
Okay.... I gotta go.... someone just walked by the house......
Sonny