Where Am I?????

I just don’t understand. My papa just loaded me in the car & took me to this place where there is lots of barking & meowing animals. Hope it’s not the vet again – Last time I went there, I got fixed & I didn't even know I was broken. He handed my leash over to a lady, whispered in my ear he loved me, hugged me goodbye & just left. I know he’ll come back for me – he’s not gonna leave me in this place. Geez, I’ve been in a crate for 2 days, and still no papa. There’s a lot of nice people here that walk me and stuff but I miss my papa.

Hmmmm, this lady and man just arrived & asked specifically for ME. Hmmm – that’s not my papa or mama. The lady is all about me – she’s looking at me asking for kisses. Well, everyone knows when a lady wants kisses you give them to her – I jumped & slobbered all over her (even peed cause I was so excited). The man seems a little hard to read though. Not sure if he likes me. He must have, because I’m busting out of this joint. Well, they loaded me in a truck and off we went. Boy, do I have to pee – there’s nowhere to go. I’m trapped in the backseat….Well, I’m gonna pee right here before I burst. I think I’ll just empty out my bladder – whew. Uh Oh…The lady just laughed & said I’ll clean it up when we get home. I can tell already she’s a pushover. The man said nothing. Well, I’m gonna just have to win him over. I’m going to give him slobbery kisses all the way home. He’s grinning like a fool – I think he likes doggie kisses – why stop now.

We pulled in a driveway, and they said “We’re Home”. Hmm – does this mean they’re my new mama & papa? It doesn’t look like my home, but I’m liking it already. There’s lots of trees and room to run & even a pond to swim in (wow). I run in the house & EEK it’s like a skating rink. I hear my new ‘mama say “She’s not used to hardwood floors”. Whatever they are, they’re impossible to run on. Zowee – there’s like 3 big couch dog beds & a bunch of toys – I think I’m in heaven. Wait…Sniff Sniff – I smell something strange. Sniff Sniff……What the heck is that little furry thing hissing at me. I’m used to hairless babies. Must be another toy for me to play with (yeah). Ooooo – It’s not too friendly whatever it is. It keeps hitting me with its paw & growling. Maybe I better investigate further – Well, maybe not, my new mama is yelling at me to “Leave Lucy Alone”. Whatever a Lucy is – it’s sure not very nice. I think I’m going to like my new home, except for the Lucy.

PS - I keep hearing my new mom say things about Cracker this & Cracker that. I don't know who this Cracker dude is, but he must have been a really special friend. His pictures are all over the house & my mom says she's being nice enough to share his toys & beds with me. I guess I should feel flattered.