the note from the vet, mom read it out loud, said "Jack was a good boy." I mean, I was pretty out of it, but i know i was a good boy. it was no big deal. alot of the people at the vet made a sad face at me. to be honest, i'm not sure that i needed those balls. they kinda got in the way, and i was always sitting on them, which is not terribly comfortable. Oh, and now my teeth are gleaming white, everyone keeps noticing. my moms seem pretty pleased with the vet, i think he's pretty cool. He gives me treats and tells me i'm handsome... what's not to like.
1 comment:
you are funny. who needs them, anyway.
Post a Comment