Complaints, that is!
1) Mom has not given me any broccoli in a looooooong time. She hasn't taken photos of the broccoli growing in our back yard either.
2) I hear talk of her "re-engineering" the barricade so I can't get onto the back porch and into the garbage. That's really bad.3) Lucky and I haven't gotten a ride in Lola yet. Mom;s excuse is she wants to keep it clean. Like Lucky and I are dirty? I am so insulted! Just for that when I finally get a ride in Lola, I am going to barf all over the back seat.