I am a little perturbed. My mom came home Thursday night with this:
Yes, a new crate on wheels! This is great news, because it means she can come home at lunch and give me bellyrubs. But she hasn't taken me anywhere in the new crate on wheels yet. What's up with that?
I think the beach would be an excellent first trip:
But Mom says we can't do that because of someone named Fay.
I'm a good-natured fellow and I love everyone, but I think this Fay person is an exception. Anyone who stands between me and a trip to the beach in the new crate on wheels is a big meanie!