I Hate Tuesday Nights

I hate Tuesday nights. Why? Because at 4:30 my person gets me all
excited to leave the shop early. Yay!

We go home and I get hang out and play with those mongrels at the
house (Charlotte and Earl) for a while.

Sounds great? Right? Wrong!

Come 5:30 he snaps me up and puts me in my crate and he leaves to go
bowling or something. No fair! Why do the others get to stay out?

Why does he think I'll wander off?

Ok well I was a stray. But he found me a whole year ago! I'm a
changed dog. Really

You do believe me, right?