Friday, December 17, 2010

This is me, when my Mom picked me up at my Molly's new house.  This is me saying "Why didn't YOU come with me the first time I visited here.  I didn't know where I was.  I was scared.  Too scared to poop.  And I couldn't get  close enough to my Molly.  How close did I want to be?  Well... under her skin, actually."  See, I love my Molly.  And Mike, too.  But I didn't KNOW this place, and well, I'm a dog and I didn't understand why it didn't smell like Molly's other apartment.  
Don't get me wrong.  It is FUN FUN FUN to visit my Molly.  And I'll be a little more relaxed next time, because I 'know' it now.  And I know Mom knows how to come get me.  That's IF I get invited again.  

Here's me and Dad discussing whether or not I could 'handle' any of the snacks my Molly put out for us. Dad thought 'no', but... really, I could.  I know I could have.


  1. Oh, Paco! New experiences are always scary. I'm sure you'll get invited back though; you're too cute not to!

  2. So what were the snacks? Anything good like chocolate?
    Glad to see you're getting out Paco and visiting all over the County. Maybe a trip to California in the future?

  3. Oh my word, mom is hysterical. Too scared to poop! Hope it eventually happened. Mom needs some explaining to do
    Snorts and Snuggles
    Benny & Lily

  4. You look like you aren't over the train ride yet ;)

  5. Paco
    I feels bad that you were soooo scared...
    your too cute to be scared..
    you need a treat to make it all better