Okay, I know it's Christmas and all, but one thing that I can sure do without is a Hat!  And Scarves! And any shirt that isn't intended to keep my little butt warm!

If you look at the photo album by the same name as this entry, you will see several outfits that I'm not real fond of.  (Mostly I like to gripe.  If mommy didn't dress me up, I would feel left out.)

Today at the Dog Park I found something stinky to roll in as a protest. Unfortunately when I stood up, the little green Christmas collar I had on was smeared with whatever the heck I rolled in.

 

Now, I don't know what it was but it sure looked like cat poop!

What would a CAT be doing at the dog park?!?

I don't think there is a cat alive brave enough to walk in a dog park to go potty.

 

Sadly, this marked the end of our daily trip to the Dog Park.  Mommy was not happy about my antics.  Dad snatched me up and tried not to giggle.  I think he thought it was funny, but there was no way he was going to point that little tidbit out.

When we got back to the truck, I got stuffed in my travel crate WITH NO PILLOW for my butt.

It really didn't take long until everyone got over it though.  I knew I would survive when they brought out my old nickname...

Yes, apparently this is a pattern.  When I was just a little squirt I rolled in some really gross stuff that stank to high-heaven.  That little incident gained me the nickname 'Sh*t-Stain'.

So, as they stuffed me into the tub, I was again being referred to by that less than flattering name.

Yup, today was a good day...