I got some of my routine back. Mom took me to For the Love of Dogs Bakery and I got my bones, then we went for coffee. I got a short walk though because of rain. On Monday, we went on our route, but when we got there, we couldn't get the door open to the bakery. Mom said something about "holiday" and "not open," but I didn't believe her. I refused to move from the door until she tried it again. When she walked away I got behind her and shoved her, then ran around in circles and started beating the crap out of her. I really wanted my bone-bones!!! She got kind of mad. When we got to the coffee shop she did share some of her muffin, which made things slighly better. I don't like these holiday things, everything should revolve around me!