We got to go home to see Nan and Pop! and for some reason the puppy came with us. I had a great time! I got to visit with Nan and Pop and hang out with Dad while he sat downstairs. The puppy was crazed the whole visit and Mom and Dad kept taking her somewhere and allowing me some peace and quiet.
Then, on the drive home, they said we had to stay at the doggie prison for Thanksgiving because of the puppy. Well, they might have said something about me visiting a new dog puppy. (what is it? raining puppies? What a catastrophe!) But I’m pretty sure it’s Marigold’s fault.
And if they call a prison Bones and Bacon, don’t you think we should get some bacon and some bones?
The Win Man!