Thursday, June 4, 2009
"Running" for the CIBC Run for the Cure. Everyone kept on looking at me like I was evil or something for not carrying him more than I did. It was raining & I heard murmurs of "he's too cold," "poor little guy," and "she should be carrying that little dog." Right. Didn't they know I was training him to run on a Mickey-sized exercise wheel so he could, all on his own, create enough electricity to run every gadget in our house + the 50 storey apartment building down the street? I would have picked him up if it wasn't for that, honest people.
He kind of looks like he figures he is somebody, doesn't he? Fergehd abowdit.