Since Friday was my birthday but I won't have my birthday party at doggie daycamp til next week, and my parents didn't get me any special treats or anything, I decided I had to treat myself! Mom was at work (whatever thatis!) and dad went out to run some errands, he was gone for about 2 hours. Also, they still haven't gotten me a new crate! So I don't have my own room to hang out in!
So I decided that I needed to send a message. I found the plastic tupperware container that mom took some spaghetti to work in. It smelled interesting, like bolognese sauce! I got it out of the bag, pulled off the lid (without damaging it, thank you very much!) and licked it clean. Hey, I was doing them a favor and cleaning it for them! Then I noticed that dad had left the trash can open. Silly human! Right on top there was the bag from Five Guys where they had gotten hamburgers the night before. The grease from the hamburgers was stuck on to the tin foil and it wouldn't come off, so I just ate the tin foil. Then I took the bag to the middle of the living room and shredded it! Peices everywhere!Dad did not seem pleased when he got home. He ignored me for a while. And I did't even have a crate to go sulk in!
That night I had lots of runny poo. Daddy laughed because I farted...well, so what! Today my tummy didn't feel so good and I took it easy just laying around...mom took a picture of me and said I looked hung over...what does that mean?
Indy Hung Over
Indy About to Barf