Vacations must all come to an end. I was shuttled back each time...not a happy camper. My dad would call Auntie Grace and let her know that I was in a protest mode. Not eating my usual bland food. Call it a food strike...call it whatever, I just wanted to be spoiled.
This went on for a while until Auntie Grace & Uncle Kalen moved to a new home where they allowed a pet. Tah dah! That was my ticket to a new life. Woo Hoo in my eyes I was rescued. Although I really love my old mom & dad (and they do come visit), I am very happy at my new home with my new family. Sometimes when my old dad comes over, he says "Teppei let's go home," the sound of that sent shivers down my spine. Then he laughs. The nerve.
So this blog is about my life. Hope you enjoy.
Teppei Boy
Teppei,
ReplyDeleteOur Dad Leon is bringing us to the garage sale. Hope you can come too.
Trina and Nikki.