MY BAD, PART DEAUX

I was bad again, and I suffered for it. My mommy brought me to the car wash without any restraints on me. When we got home I sprang out of the car and ran across the street where I had spied a squirrel. My mommy called and called and I just disappeared. She got in the car and slowly drove around the block trying to head me off at the pass. In the meantime, I came back home. When she was on the other side of the neighborhood, she heard me yelp. The huge chocolate lab next door had come to my house and I was back at my door trying to get in. The lab is just a pup and he was stepping on me. When my mommy came back, I turned on the lab and barked at it fiercely to go home, but it didn't. My mommy threw my liver treat to it so she could get me in the house. That was my liver treat she used to try to toll me home. Somebody owes me a liver treat.

THE PARADE, THE PARADE

My mommy took me to the Christmas parade last night. It was awesome, or so I hear. I went straight into the floorboard and never came up. It had loud noises, too many people and other creatures, and flashing lights. She seemed disappointed I wouldn't watch it. She even told me my Vet was riding a horse in the parade. Now I wish I had looked because I like to go to the vet.
I tried to walk on the streets before the parade, but I was shaking with cold and nerves. I did want to go in a boutique with lots of pretty clothes and accessories, but my mommy wouldn't go in. Some ladies were laughing at me because I kept trying to go in and my mommy had to pick me up.

IT'S ME