Saturday, October 17, 2009

Still Not Sure

I am a little frightened of this pink contraption my humans call a "doggie stroller". It seems unsafe as it jostles me around in the most vigorous manner. When Sparky is plunked down beside me like a rump roast with his putrid mouth odor, it truly becomes unbearable. Please, I'm begging, do not force me into this rattletrap again! Gracias!


I love autumn because that's when my mom breaks out her thick, cushy, soft purple robe. She wears it around the house all evening, then when it's time for bed, she removes it and folds it nice and thick right beside her pillow. It's all warm from her body heat and my chihuahua bones are very thankful. Life just doesn't get any better than this.