Guess who came over to celebrate my gotcha day yesterday?
The gift of her presence was way better than the present Master and Mrs. Master gave me.
Do you know what I got?
A microchip. Apparently, I didn't hear the first part because I thought we'd be breaking open the salsa. Then we got in the car so I wondered if we were getting Mexican take out. When we pulled up here, I knew it was going to be bad.
I don't want to talk about the rest.
What about you guys? Do your humans get you totally lame gifts or do you get awesome things like bones?