While I'm hanging out at Auntie M's clinic, I made a new friend. His name is Banks. He's also in a kennel run. Auntie M would let us both out together and we would play. But Banks is going to a foster home soon and they may even adopt him. That sucks. I have to wait until my funny skin spots are all ok before I can split this place like a banana! What's a boy like me to do all day in this kennel.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
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