Day #2 in Folsom Prison – now I know how that singer Johnny Cash felt like. This place is very confining and not a lot of fun. You just have to sit around and think all the day. Hope I am not in here for punishment for the times that I was naughty. Maybe when I get out I better think that “misbehaving” over – if this is what happens – it might not be worth it.
I did get 2 walks, bath/blow dry, food & poop time but that still leaves a lot of time for “missin” my people. I sure hope Froggy & Dinapoo are getting along OK without me there too watch over them. Speaking of safety I don’t know who is watching out over our “place” when I can’t be there to stand guard.
I sure hope Mamaw is having fun – hope she doesn’t forget the sunscreen or fall off her diet or even worse tumble off the boat. Guess I will just have to behave and bide my time until they get back here to rescue me from this place.
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