Well I suppose by now most of you have heard what my humans have done to me. And even though all of this is COMPLETELY her fault, mom is STILL complaining about how “terrible” she feels, so she asked me to cover a blog post for her. And since it’s all anyone talks about any more, I thought I’d give my thoughts (see what I did there? Who says dog’s don’t have a sense of humor) on this new creature.
And I can’t understand why anyone would want this:
I don’t see what the big deal is. I’ve seen turds bigger and more impressive than that alien.
But the humans tell me that all the tests and pictures show that it’s healthy and coming whether I like it or not. I just hope they don’t expect me to share my toys. Or treats. Or bed.
Or just about anything, come to think of it.
Romeo over and out.