Chew 'em if ya got 'em

Today we went to Petco (where the pets go). I had to get my nails clipped, which sucked...but I got lots of treats afterward which was cool. After that we went to grab some food (Hills Science Diet Puppy Small Bites - as if you had to ask, duh!). While my dad wasn't looking, I snagged a toy for myself, keeping it just out of Zelda's reach. I made sure to grab a toy from the clearance bin, since my dad is a cheap bastard and would have put anything over 5 bucks back on the rack, dog slobber and all (he's so cheap!) After complaining for a while, dad decided that I deserved a toy since I had behaved so well for the grooming. I didn't know it would be so easy, next time I'm gonna grab something more expensive!!

PPS (puppy post script) - before anyone reports me to dogster, I want them to know that the word "bastard" in the previous entry was used completely in context. My grandparents are, in fact, unwed. So WOOF! you bastards.