I woke up in the morning and waited for Dave to take me for walkies. So I can’t understand why he got upset when I wee weed on the bedroom floor when he said to get ready because we were going for walkies. I swear, I will never understand men.
In the afternoon he fed me lunch and Veronica came and complained that I was very smelly and they bathed me again. Then she left.
Later in the evening he fed me dinner and tried to put me in the car to go to Patrick’s place but I was struggling so much he put his car keys on the seat and picked me up and put me in the car and closed the door with a satisfied smile. Click! The car doors locked. Man! You should have seen his face. He really panicked.
Well the doofus tried opening all the doors and then he called Patrick to get a locksmith and to tell him to hurry because his dog was trapped in the car and the air might run out. Then he tapped on the window and told me not to panic because he would break the window and rescue me if the air ran out. Haiya, so much drama.
Anyway, Patrick and his daughter came, the locksmith came after 20 minutes and took 2 seconds to open the car door then we all went to Patrick’s house. Man! I like this place. Besides Jeannie, I met two other doggies - Cookie and Nina. I ran here. I ran there. I met the nice Mrs Patrick and her daughter Sidney. I smelled everything in the house. I got bored. I fell asleep.
Later Veronica came and joined us and I followed her home to her house and slept on my other new Ikea bed.
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