Sad

I am a little bit.  I really really wanted to go downstairs and play.

I know there are problems, but it's much cooler today, and I've got springs in my ankles.  SHE does her best, bless her.  We've been playing ball, and all sorts of things.

But it's not the same as playing with your very own dog friend.

So they relented and I got to go down for a little while.  Ernie was under strict instructions to behave, but as soon as he got rough, I had to go right back up stairs again.

What I need is another Pomeranian  Australanian to play with.  Someone my own size and weight.

There's a thought!