|Photo by Kay Davies, August, 2012|
Hi Bozo and other blog-critters:
Here I am last week in the city of Calgary with my mom and dad. We were staying in a hotel. Mom said Dad was going to a hospital, but that can't be true. The only hospital I've ever heard of is the vet clinic, and my dad would only go there if I'm sick. As you can see, I was fine.
I love the hotel, because all the people pet me and tell me I'm beautiful. There's even a mirror in the elevator, so I can look at myself and know that I'm beautiful. It's true, doncha see?
Well, it turned out my mom was right. My dad did go to a great big hospital place, and he only came outside to visit me twice, because he didn't feel well. But when we went to pick him up to come home, he was a lot better.
I hope he never has to go back there. It wasn't as nice as the hotel, but it had lots of pretty nurses coming and going.
hosted by Lindy's friend Bozo and his family in Mumbai, India.
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