Today we went to another pet store protest. It was hot. Last time I was in the shade but today there was hardly any shade. Then there was a loud pop. Aroo?! Duck and cover! My human said it was just a balloon. I wanted to leave right then! On the corner by the car there was a loud bang. Serpentine! Serpentine! I made it to the car and got right in. I don't know why my human is taking me into bad neighborhoods where I could get shot, but next time I'm staying home. My human said it was just a bike tire exploding. I don't care what it was, I didn’t like it.
Then we went to Petco and I wasn't allowed to have any treats from the cashier. Finally we went to grandma's house. I got some chicken jerky at grandma's house because she loves me. But they wouldn't let me eat the cat kibble.
At home my humans took my chillow away because it has too many holes in it. I didn't poke the holes in it. If I don't mind getting wet then I don't see why they care. I did not get to Rib Fest. I don't think this was a very good day.
