It looks like momma and daddy are gone somewhere. And we are left with Adam.
Mh. Now, while we love Adam, he is like a substitute teacher on his first assignment. You know what that means right? Let's say that Ferris rules apply. No, we are NOT trying to be unkind. We are going to make this time INTERESTING. If I have to be without my momma, someone is going to have to entertain me. Wendy keeps saying that we could have been put in some sort of doggy motel. EW! I like the Monaco. If I can't go there without my two leggeds, I am not going anywhere. A girl has to maintain standards.
Adam, give me momma or deal with me ON MY TERMS.
Momma gives me 24/7 belly rubs.
Momma puts bacon on all my food.
Momma carries me everywhere.
Momma lets me taste everything.
Momma spends all her time telling me I am beautiful.
Momma buys me toys every single day.
Momma lets me chase the cat, the squirrel and the gardener.
Momma takes me on rides and buys me ice cream, BIG huge cones!
Momma makes me prosciutto sandwiches with taleggio on focaccia and serves them with a dip.
Momma lets me choose what I eat for dinner.
Momma gives me pillow corners to chew on.
Momma lets me de-tissue the bathrooms.
Momma likes it when I chew the corners off of book covers.
Momma likes it when inspect the trash.
Momma loves my "presents".
Momma takes us on walkies 5 times a day.
You don't believe me? Go ahead, ask JD. JD gets to demand ice and treats and walkies . Don't bother asking The Wendy anything, she is shy, that's it, shy.
So, Adam, what have you got?