I have been a good boy but, unfortunately, I could not escape getting a buzzcut. My Pa unexpectedly cornered me in the garage while I was napping, peacefully. He apparently doesn't ascribe the the old adage, let sleeping dogs lie.
It was a beautiful morning.
Don't I look skinnier now?
Would you mind mentioning that to Ma? I need more food so as not to look so scrawny.
Actually, I had my monthly weigh-in, and I'm now a hefty 67.5#.
Still, I've got a ways before I catch up to Stanley who weighed 85#!! I'm a bit more svelte - taller and longer than the great Stan. More din din, please! Never mind the bath - waste of water!