Mamas and Papas are different, I'm finding. When mama finds my swizzle in the kitchen she chuckles, grabs a towel and some green spray. Then, she tells the other dogs to keep a better eye on me and laughs some more. Papa seems a bit more upset. I guess he forgets that puppies outgrow swizzles. Luckily mama makes sure she cleans up after me. Mostly I sleep on her feet, so I don't have many accidents. But sometimes my aunts babysit me in the kitchen and well, you know what they say.....swizzle happens.
In other news, my mama took me on more car rides today. I rode in the "Big Dog Crate". I finally met the elusive Shirley the postmaster and I bravely walked in and out of the post office on my own power. Then, I met "Koba" and her mama Nadi! They had great toys to chew. Overall, I would have rather stayed at home, but my mama seems insistent on taking me places. The other dogs got their nails cut and I watched. I didn't like it so mama said, "we will wait and see what you think when Papa comes home".