Pictures pictures.

Mom has had to work a lot this week. Which means I've been at my second home a lot this week. She buyed me this ginormous crate that I sleep in when we're at Happy Tails. And it even has a silver plaque on the door that says my name. She put that there so people weren't constantly asking, "What is her name?"

But mom says it didn't work.

This weekend we have to take our christmas pictures. Mom still has no idea what we're going to do. I figger I'll just sit and look cute like always. Everything else is up to her. Unless she makes me wear a hat, cause then all bets are off.

Hats are bad, mommy. BAD!

Love and sloppy kisses, RENA