Oh, the agony of choice.
I’d like a Junior Bacon Cheeseburger please – hold the nasty ketchup.
I will wait patiently – sort of – until the Jack in the Box worker notices my adorable face sticking out of the window. Then I shall unleash the mighty bark so they understand exactly HOW HUNGRY I am.
Ah, the masterful junior bacon cheeseburger. Yum. While in the Bogcedes, I do a modified version of my patented burger-eating-technique. Yes the burger still falls from the sky and the wrapper opens as a napkin, but I have a habit of inhaling the burger more so than carefully picking which end to eat first.
I SAID NO KETCHUP AND THERE IS KETCHUP ON THIS CHEESEBURGER!!! Oh well… it’s not like mama is going to eat it or anything…
On the way home we spotted some artwork. Since I am also a work of art, it seemed natural that I would pose in front of it while mama snapped a photo.
Ok, that’s enough… this is interrupting my walkie time!
I spotted this, ahem, sculpture from a block away. It is just outside of PNCA the art school so I assume it’s someone’s project. But still I must investigate.
Uh, it smells funny.
I know – let me DIG into it – I’m sure the artist won’t mind…