Last night I got to go with my Mom to her friends house and play with my friend Lucy. We all went to Ritters and I kept sitting, waiting to get a little taste, but no one would share! Mom kept saying that she didn't want me to get "the runs." I don't understand, I like to run, what's so bad about that? I got to meet lots of nice people who liked to pet me, so that makes up for not getting any ice cream. When we got back to the house, we were having a great time until I tried to play with the Kitty. She hit me in the head with her paw, I slid off the couch and landed on the floor. Luckily my nub broke my fall. Ok, got to get back to chewing on my stuffed elephant.