Seems like it was just last year. But here we are another year older. Well, not really. I won’t be three until May, but I feel older now.
Especially since I’m now sleeping in the big bed with my 2-legged ones.
How’s that for a new year’s present?
Guess I’m growing up and getting to like being with these folks.
How’s your 2020 so far.
Happy New Year!!!! ArrOOOOOOssss to You and Yours!
I had a very nice time on the peeps’ Howliday trip, but there’s no place like home. Somebody famous said that once. I love chillin on this bottom step at my house. I’m kind of hard to find, but I like it that way. Argh. (I say that instead of Aroo. I only Aroo when the fire trucks go by. Do you?)
Ouch. Sand spurs hurt. Can we go home now?
The Peepstress fixed my hop-along gait. There was a nasty beach spur stuck in my ankle fur. Ugh.
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