A Difficult Decision

Last night Woman posed a very difficult question to me ... She opened the treat cupboard, pulled out one of my yummy Lucky Dog treats and said to me, "Norman, do you want this treat or do you want to go to Gammy's house?" Ordinarily, I would have had the treat down my gullet before she even got her hand out of the cupboard, but this was a tough decision that required some thought. I haven't been to Gammy's in several weeks, and I would like to see her, but I am a Greedy Pete and enjoy a treat or seven. I looked at her for a while, then finally decided I would rather go to Gammy's. Woman was impressed with my decision and told me I could have the treat and go to Gammy's, but I didn't trust her, so I didn't take the treat. She eventually dropped the treat on the floor and I reluctantly ate it, hoping she wouldn't notice and take back the trip to the Gammy's. A couple minutes later we hopped in the car and went off to my Gammy's house. Woo-hoo!

Uncle Michael and Aunt Danita are visiting at the Gammy's house. They live in Gainesville. I have been there once. I guess I am supposed to say, "Go gators" for some weird reason, so "Go gators." Uncle Michael is sort of a celebrity at his work because he knows me. My blog seems to be popular among the pug-loving population there. He had his picture made with me and everything. I would sign it for him, but I don't like to let my signature get into the public. He might eBay it or something, and we can't have that now, can we?