School:

Every morning I watch my little person wait at the end of the driveway for the big yellow bus that takes her away to school where she gets trained. My mom decided that with me about to start meeting new people from my book that I needed to go to school too and learn to be better behaved…. Which I am not sure why. I mean, seriously, if the Petco people didn’t want me to pee on the clothes they shouldn’t have had them that far to the ground and in the aisle. Anyway, mom and DJ did a lot of checking and they found a really good school for me to go to and its only about a ½ hour away so at least I get a full hour of being in the car … which I LOVE LOVE LOVE car rides. Now, as I see it, I should get a new backpack like my little one did on her first day of school and treats. I want treats. Lots of treats. And none of this stuff in a plastic bag fake stuff. I want chicken. Or steak. Or bacon. YEP BACON. THAT IS WHAT I WANT. LOTS OF BACON. And I want a new collar, and a new leash, and I don’t want a bath or my nails trimmed and don’t even think about cleaning my ears. Wait, maybe school isn’t a good idea. Wonder if I can make the cat look like me and trick her? Anyone got any black paint????