Happy Birthday, Stella
Stella turns one year old today and just to make sure I don’t love her too much she ran out in the street crowded with the traffic of parents dropping off kids at the school next door. She peed on the dining room floor – something she hasn’t done in a while. And she wouldn’t come when I called her – several times today.
BAD DOG.
Actually, they say there are no bad dogs, just bad masters.
BAD MASTER.
Happy 1st Birthday, Stella – you know you were wanted because you certainly were not NEEDED – ha!
