Week 2

May 20 - 23 , 1999

Again, no pictures of ME! Anyone out there want the job of my personal photographer?

A cousin of Rod's came into town on Friday. Rod and he spent lots of time together - at home and away. Without us! Then around noon on Sunday, we all got into the truck. Guess we are all going to the beach! WRONG! But what a treat THE GIRLS and I had. Rod got into the truck shell with us! What fun! He needed a bath, so we bathed him with lots and lots of Boxer kisses! And such a soft cushion. Michael drove into this huge complex of buildings - lots of construction going on all around the place. There were cars and buses and lots of taxis and PEOPLE! LOTS OF PEOPLE! "HEY, Here we are! Come say hi to us!" THE GIRLS and I kept saying. But I guess no one heard us because of all the noise! Especially the noise made by those HUGE silver birds! Then, Rod's cousin got out. Rod left us in the shell and went into the cab of the truck and we were on the road again.

When we stopped. The girls said we were at Dr. Mundh's place (ABC Animal Clinic, San Jose, CA). Rod and Michael left THE GIRLS in the truck, and took me into Dr. Mundh's place. It seemed like such a nice place. I had the feeling of being around people that really cared for dogs. Then I heard a meow! He also liked cats??? Oh, well, we can't all be perfect. Suddenly this woman stuck my front paw with something! I quickly became very woozy!

I don't remember anything after that! When I woke up, we were home. And boy did my GROIN HURT!

Where AM I?

I wish the world would stop shaking!

Anybody get the license of that bus!


I refuse to let anyone see my face while in this condition

WHY does my GROIN HURT SO MUCH?


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