When Dad picks me up outside the elevator door, I look silly.
Anyway, when we were buying peaches at Union Square Green Market,
I saw some dogs that did not have any fur on.
Only on their heads and tails. I have not seen this before.
Then I met a regular dog. He was 13. His dad asked Mum
if I eat stuff off the ground. She said yes, when I get the chance.
This is me with my purple squeaking thing which looks like me.
When it rolled under the sofa, Dad said, thank heavens for that.
Later on Mum got it out.