Trip to The City

Some dogs live their whole lives in suburbia. Well that's simply not for me. I'm a purebred! This Sunday, for instance, my parents took me on a jaunt to Manhattan (the trendy Lower East Side or BelDel, if you will). Let me tell you, heads turned. Some doody got stuck on my paw pad, but that's another story. Basically, I made my presence known. Checked out my sister's new furniture, yo. Took a nap on a yoga mat, and called it a day. I was hoping to see Zoe (a neighbor's sharp looking yorkie, who last time I was intown, gave me a little toosh) but alas she was nowhere in sight. Bitch!