That guy who tells me to be quiet all the time put me outside a while ago. I almost froze my ears off. Can you imagine me without ears? Doggone it, I was back at the door ready to kick it in, in a second. Maybe faster. So the woman who takes me for rides in her car (such a sweetie) let me sit next to her on the platform with red cow skin on top. I don’t usually get to sit here — they tell me to “get down”. She calls it a k-ouch — one of those weird people terms. This is a very handsome picture of me on the k-ouch. So comfortable.
(Don’t tell those people who live with me, but when they leave this place and drive away without me, sometimes I sit here all by myself. Shhhhh!)
