A Day at PetSmart

My mom is my shopping buddy when I go to PetSmart. I love to go riding, but I get really excited when mom gets my harness. I know where we are going when she picks up that particular one. I love to go to PetSmart, and I especially love to go shopping for my own treats. I know this seems kinda silly, but I actually pick out the bones I want mom to get. Although, it is not always bones I choose; sometimes, I get chicken strips, beef jerky, or liver snaps. I like the liver snaps because they fit into my Kong, and my Kong is my inseparable friend. And, everytime we go, I look over all the toys that are available.

If I sit and stare at a particular toy, mom will buy it for me. I likes red balls the best, especially the ones that make noises and flash. I make everyone smile when I wag my very curly tail. Evidently, my tail is the cause of their smiles, but I don't care; I just think everyone loves me. As a matter of fact, I have never met anyone who doesn't.

Dog food is never a problem for mom to load into her basket; I just sit there until she is through. I know mom has to buy a whole lot because of the other dogs, which is why I behave. I also have a favorite dog food--Beef & Barley in Sauce--which I will scarf down that same night.

This once-in-a-month happening is very enjoyable because of mom, and I enjoy it as much as she does. And, between you and me, as long as I behave myself and make everyone smile, mom will let me go again.

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