We had a great time at the Lynnwood booth, getting pets, scritches and sniffing whatever.  One of Kathy Lee's dogs stepped on my ear.  Geez, I don't get no respect! 

Everyone takes turns carrying me down to the back door to go outside.  Mom complains that every time she picks me up and carrys me down that her prolapsed innards just dropped to her ankles.   Oh, I guess I wasn't suppose to tell you that.  :O