Baseball with Grandpa
Today was almost very exciting. Grandpa Schlea had tickets to a Braves baseball game. He was going with Dad and some guy from his work. I thought it was going to be a normal day for me and Roxanne until Dad got ready to leave from work. He got our leashes and told us it was time to go.
I was so excited! A baseball game! It must be Bark in the Park or something and I was going to get to go! All I could think about on the drive home was all the other dogs I’d get to meet and that maybe I’d get some of Dad’s hot dog.
We got home and Dad fed us, took us to the backyard, and then put Roxanne in her house. I didn’t think much about that because Roxanne doesn’t like to go do things. I thought she was going to stay home with the cat. But then he pointed at my bed and said, “Freddy, go to bed.”
I walked real slow. I rolled over and wagged my tail. But Dad still made me go to bed. I guess it wasn’t Bark in the Park after all.