A Penguin of My Own

So where was I?

Right. After the grassy place we got in the car and they brought me to what mama called "a store."

I'd never been inside a store like this before. Back home the only places I'd been inside didn't have doors -- they just had an open wall and you could see inside from the street. But this place had slippery floors and I could smell that LOTS of other dogs visited before.

Mama and Penguin followed me around until I found bone heaven. I'm telling you, there were more bones than I could ever dream of and some of them were as big as me!


We went to another row where they had all the squeaky toys a dog can dream of, when suddenly a GIANT dog came around the corner. I was scared of him at first, but he laid down on the floor so I knew it was okay to talk to him.


Penguin picked up every toy I liked. Mama kept telling him not to buy me so many things -- something about being "spoiled", whatever that means -- but lucky for me he didn't listen.

Look what I got! That tall thing in the back -- it's a Penguin!


Mama keeps laughing at the squirrel but I really don't understand what's so funny about it. I'm just happy that it squeaks in TWO places!