Okay, so I faked that I was writing that last post a week ago. Let me tell you what really happened. I was taken to the kennel. I've never been so disappointed in my life. What did I do to deserve this. So I peed on the carpet a few times. We all have our weaknesses. The family picked me up this morning and let me tell you, I have never been more happy to see my peeps. I just couldn't eat while I was in there, you know with the stress and all. Sure, I lost a few pounds and now I'm a slimmer, sleaker Dude, but I could think of a better way.
I'm so glad to be back that I'm keeping a low profile. I don't want to go back to that place. I can't believe they double-crossed me like that. I was so trusting. Bark at ya later Dude