Saturday

Sorry I've been missing in action for so long. I had to babysit my family. I was kind of warned about what my weekend at the beach was going to entail, but boy was it SO much worse than I prepared for.

First of all, when I woke up Saturday I was taken to the groomer. Sure, I couldn't see because my hair was in my eyes, but you really had to take me to see some weirdo dog groomer? What sort of pansy needs to be blow dryed after a bath? Not this guy. I thought we agreed my "trainer" was the last weirdo you'd leave me with?

So next we go to hang out with a bunch of creeps at the beach. My uncles are absolutely insane. They made my cousins battle to the death. One of my roommates has bruises on 80% of her body and a stab wound on her foot from stepping on a broken bottle. What kind of sick people do things with a high chance of stepping on a broken bottle? I was SO glad my grandma came to pick me up before things escalated... I don't even want to know what happened after I left those lunatics.

I finally make it to safety and snuggle into bed with Lion, and what do you know, my aunt bombs in the house at 2 am and turns all the lights on and wakes me up. Yes Chelsea, I'm talking about you. Do you have any idea how confusing it is for me to be woken up? I'm just getting the hang of sleeping... now this? Can't a pup catch a break?

What a mess. Anyways, I'm back and I have a LOT to fill you in on. These schmucks also took me to Chinatown. Do you know how dangerous that is for someone like me? Stay tuned.