Mom and dad pick me up from day care today and the first thing out of mom's mouth is a squeal of delight. I'm thinking what the hell is the problem? Then dad bends down and starts fidgeting with something around my neck. What the heck is this? How the hell did that get there? and why is it still on??
Dad declared that I must be a "bandanna" dog, and I'm not too sure I was all that happy with the glint going on in mom's eye. I think this means that today wasn't the last time I'm going to be wearing this stupid thing.
I think I can pull this off, I'm feelin' my inner "gangsta". So I'm gonna go swizzle my twizzle and fo' shizzle I'll catch you on the rebound. Oh all right, I can't pull it off....Plan B, I'm going to have to chew on it when the 'rents aren't looking. UGH!
What do your 'rents make you wear that you hate? Deer ears perhaps??