Why does my person leave me in dog jail and leave the house talking about weird animals?
I think I might finally be getting somewhere.
I’ve been sneaking peaks at her camera when she’s not looking.
And I’ve finally found something.
Hey wait a minute!
That’s not a weird animal.
That’s a dog.
What’s so weird about that?
Did my person say she was hanging out with weird animals, or leaving the weird animals?
I’d better check this out.
She couldn’t be talking about me.
It must be the cats!