Well, I'm on my way to Casper's Birthday Party. Don't tell him but this is what I got him. I figure his Mom or Dad can take him for walks when he doesn't feel well if he has a stroller. I hope he likes red.
Actually my Mom wishes she had a stroller for me because then she could walk with me and actually get some exercise. You see, when I walk I like to go reeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaallllllllllllllly slow and sniff a lot along the way and my Mom likes to walk fast so she can get her heart rate up or something like that. I hope Casper likes it. The weather out here in California is lovely... perfect for walks.
As soon as the party is over and I get another good nights rest, it's on to find Hershey at the North Pole. I have to go find him so he can get back home to his baby. Her tummy is much better, thank goodness, but she needs him. I hear his cat Nixon is getting upity. Cats can be like that.
This is a picture of Hershey and Nixon. Notice who is sleeping in Hershey's bed while poor Hershey sleeps on a measly folded up towel .... see I told you cats can be upity!