Trick or Treat
This entry was posted on 11/1/2006 10:28 PM and is filed under uncategorized.
So most folks go for the candy on Halloween, not me. I downed a Buffalo Wing, ok I stole a Buffalo Wing and my human spent her Halloween making sure I didn't choke or bleed to death. I admit it, I have a food problem. I love to eat, I'm a dog for gosh sakes. I see a piece of chicken unattended, looking lonely for a moment - it's mine. What this has to do with my human's store is beyond me, I just wanted you to know that she takes care of me, even though I could be a pain in the thoin. They don't call us man's best friend for nothing....you'd only check your best friend's business for chicken bones.
