It's too dark to read inside a dog, but you can try:
I didn't do it!
so tell her
and let me get my rest.
Sorry I haven't updated in a while but I've been too busy being cute
... and working. Does anyone know if there's a bookstore dog union I could join up with? If one exists, I'm hoping against hope that they can help me. Once the teaching me how to shelve fiasco failed, the girl started talking about hooking me up to a wagon of books to display and having me mush around the store. Mush! I'm not husky! I'm blonde and petite - I was solely meant for ornamental purposes.
In other ulcer related news, the girl's parents and brother have both gotten lab pups. Right now they're small, cute, and they bound around foolishly. However, I can smell the bigness on them. I can smell them chasing me around the yard as I scramble underneath a bush hoping that their gigantic bodies can't squeeze underneath. I smell pain and not being able to win a fight for the dog bone.
Flailed by Flan 10:20 PM
