It's finally the end of the week and the hoomans will be able to spend quality time with me again. My nails are getting a tad bit long and Mom says we may need to go get a manicure. Anyhoo, Mom's sister (does that make her my aunt?) intends to get a doggy and she asked if the hoomans can go check out the pup with her. Seriously, what better way to check out a pup by bringing *ME* along? But I guess that's not going to happen cos they don't trust me enough around a young pup. That's really crappy....
Oh yeah, here's Part 2 of my adventures. Sorry about ranting but I had to get that off my very chesty chest before I go crazy. Mr Brown Bear hasn't been playing with me much cos he lost all his limbs and I dunno where he disappeared to.
I saw this black swan in the pond and Dad said there was some problem with the poor swan's leg.
Isn't this cute? Tortises in a row!
New smells..hmm..very interesting.
Ah, I wanna get into the shady area.
I had expected to see more dogs around but my silly hoomans parked at the wrong carpark so we were quite far from the main park where most doggies hang out. I suspect it's a PLOT to keep me away from making new friends. :(