Sorry it’s been awhile…it’s been a busy week. Sister started 2nd grade. I sat home. Sister went to her first concert. I sat home. Sister got to go to the Hollywood Bowl. I…you know what happened.
Now listen, before you accuse me of being a jealous younger brother, I would like to plead my case. My humans expect a lot from me. First, they expect me to sit patiently home while they go do fun things. Second, they expect me to distinguish between my toys and Sister’s toys and instruct me to NEVER touch Sister’s toys. To prove my point, I would like to submit Exhibit A and Exhibit B. One is Sister’s toy and one is mine. Am I really supposed to know the difference? I’m a colorblind puppy, after all.
