Dad sent Mom this picture yesterday. But she knew it wasn't me right away. Sometimes she's a good Mom.
Apparently, Dad saw this guy riding around town and followed him into the BK parking lot (and uh, why didn't you bring me some BK Dad?!?!?! A plain hamburger would've been lovely!) Dad says he was pretty barky, and so not nearly as nice as me. I gotta say that this guy's got some pretty good froot bats.
Anyway, last night? TREATS! Tortilla chips! Yum! But I guess I got pretty excited because Mom had to hold on to the chips while Dad took the picture. I'm thinking I need to get Dad involved in more of my photoshoots. There seems to be more treats when he's around.
Happy Weekend, everybuddy!