On Wednesday I went to my nose work class. My human says I can't call it "nose work" anymore...some kind of technicality. She calls it scent work class. I call it nose FUN class! I never did understand why they call it work. I was the only dog at nose fun class. Even Scruffy wasn't there. That may have been my fault...Scruffy was supposed to stay with us for a week while his humans went to Puerto Rico to adopt another dog, but I didn't allow it. We just had Knuckles here for a weekend and now Scruffy? What, are we running a hostel? That's not what I signed up for! NO MORE DOGS! I may have been a little growly and I may have kind of squashed Scruffy on the floor...and my mouth may have been open at the time. So Scruffy left. Was it my fault? I don't think so. But anyway, I was the only dog at nose fun class. Oh, is it my turn again?? Oh boy! I like being the only dog! More treats for me!
Then on Friday I went to Andersonville to visit the Fido To Go truck! Here's a picture of me waiting to order.
Hey! The line starts behind me - no cutting! Here's a picture of me ordering my Fido To Go treats.
I'll have the sampler, please! I didn't get the sampler. I got a honey bone and a beef puppizza! Mmmmmmmmmm! Here's a picture of me sitting for my treats.
Now, please! I wanted them both right then but I only got a bite of the bone and I had to wait to eat my puppizza at home. My human says Fido To Go isn't coming back for awhile. Why not? I don't want Fido To Go - I want Fido To Stay!!!