Something New

I had some really nice words and concern about my recent depression from my good friend Bob. Some of the advice he gave me was to eat cookies. Cookies are great and I thought isn't it a wonderful world where cookies can solve all your problems? Well, I’ve been giving it a lot of thought and I’m thinking I need a new collar. The collar I’m wearing is kinda old and it was actually a present from my mom before she became my mom. She told me that she got it because she thought it was flattering on me. I know I am extremely cute, a quality only enhanced by a collar complimentary to my fur and eye color, and I also know there is more to a dog than looks…. but using cookies to alleviate my heartache, as delicious as they are, will only make me chunky. I know mom and dad will love me whether I have the lean silhouette of a greyhound or a plump Jabba the Hutt butt. But I think before I gorge myself on cookies, I will try a new look by changing my collar first. I don’t wanna be all girly or anything because boys aren’t supposed to care about this sorta stuff, but I think a new collar would make me feel a little bit better. If that does not help uplift my mood, then I may have to go to Plan B: Cookies, and lots of them. Anyway, if mom can get a new pair of shoes or a new purse when she’s feeling poopy, what's wrong with me having a new collar? Accessories are not just for humans you know….