Tough Choices

This morning was tough. I tell you, I didn't know what to do. You see mommy was getting on her shoes and telling me that we were going to go for our walk, so I ran into the living room all excited with my tail wagging. Then daddy went into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator and started to get out the guinea pig's breakfast, so I ran in there all excited, because you never know if something is going to fall onto the floor or if daddy will give me something. Then mommy said, "walk" but daddy rustled the plastic bags.... it was too much I tell you. I didn't know which to choose. I kept going back and forth between mommy and daddy. Do you know what they had the nerve to do? Laugh at me! I don't think that is very nice.

Well the torture ended when daddy gave Daphne and Velma their breakfast and mommy put my leash on me and we went for our walk. I was so excited that mommy was walking me in the morning for a change, usually daddy walks me because mommy is going to work and daddy only wants to turn left out of our driveway. Mommy lets me turn right!

Talking about all of this is making me tired again, I better go and take a nap. You never know what I might need my strength for.