What the heck is pee-wee doing in my mastiff mobile with his cage all taking up Mango space? There is no room for me!Plus, I know that pee-wee gets the whatjercall, motion sickies and sometimes barfs in my ride. Ewwwww! Get me out of here!
Momma said that she gave pee-wee some Drama Queen, so he won't barf, but he still cried a lot and it was hard for me to simmer down.We arrived safely at the spa and whilst pee-wee remained in his cage, I received the adulation which is only fitting for my large and handsome self.Bye Momma, catch you later.Turns out that pee-wee was there for the daycare. Now I used to go to daycare myself, but I am not too fond of large crowds of strangers. Of course there was also that incident where the boxer doggie stuck his head in my mouth. And they said I was welcome back if I would leave my gajingles at home. I don't think so!
Momma attempted to take photos of the squirt doing his socializing, but there were so many black labradogs, hard to tell which one is which.This guy was all about being king of the rock.Meanwhile, I was in the spa getting adored by many peoples who all just had to see the Mango Man because they had never seen anybody as big and handsome as myself. Look! I got a badananananana at the spa!Upon our return home, both of us were most fatigued. Me, from all the Mango worship that went on and pee-wee from what I can only imagine as a day of bitey face.Never saw the little dude so flat...Mango Man! Oh yeah!