The other day my owners finally saw the big raw skin underneath my bark collar. I never understood why I had to wear that collar. Every time I wanted to bark at the passers, IT SHOCKED ME! Well..they took me to the big white building..where I saw the big man in the white coat. He's okay I guess..he gave my mom something to put my my sore. Okay. Im gonna go play!
Hey! I used to have a bark collar...but I hid it from everybody, so I don't have to wear it any more....they still haven't found it. Sometimes they hang a big heavy tug-o-war toy around my neck and I pretend I think its my bark collar...
Snoop on Jun 13 at 12:20 PM