My Day

First I ran into Chuck, who was was in magnificent coat, this morning at the park.  I, on the other hand, though unmistakably an excellent chow from any angle, still appear to have mange.

Then I am abandonned for several hours with ONE Greenie and ONE Kong, given pedestrian cookies for my tea, miss a clear shot at Suicide Cat on a wee-wee run, then am suddenly informed there’s some dog with a French name thousands of miles away whom I should pursue.  Needless to say none of this does my back spasms any good.

And she thinks her world is crumbling around her.

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