I got two ice cream sandwiches at the doggy café. I LOVE this place!!! So awesome. They even have a couch I could lay on. You know I love a couch people.
We went to my adoptive dog park today and figured out when to go when no other dog was there so I could play ball in peace. I’m not used to having to be on leash so much. I’m feeling restricted. Maybe I can pretend to start choking when my person puts my collar on tomorrow. I’ll try it and let you know how that goes. We also went to get a croissant today and I liked that. My person got me one because I guess she feels guilty about bringing me up here. Good, feel guilty. I like croissants. They are better than American croissants. Yeah, I said it.
So, it took us five hours to get up here to Montreal. Not too bad and I did VERY well in the car. We only had to stop about 4 times for a five-hour drive, so, in my opinion, that was good. I was all set to trip my person when she was leaving in case she was thinking of leaving without me. I would have tripped her, too. I’m not above that. I didn’t trip her the last time and she LEFT. I thought she left me, truth be told. But now, all is well, well…we are in Montreal and these dogs are French and they are weirdos. Good to know though that no matter where I go on this spinning blue ball jetting across the Universe that there will always be a dog stealing my ball. REALLY, WHAT THE HELL IS THAT? It’s been happening to me for eleven years now people. Eleven years!!! I’m starting to get tired of it. I really am. We found a park I’m ok with that’s kind of in the neighborhood. We went to a different one the other days but the dogs made fun of me because I don’t speak French. You got more fish to fry you crazy French dogs. You’re not REALLY French anyway. Don’t know if anyone has told you but you guys are in CANADA. La Woof.