Last night was National Night Out. Of course Jeremy and I (and Annika & Lulu & Twinkie) had to stay home. I could smell hotdogs from down the street and people kept walking past to get to the party and it was Torture!
In other news, my new Froggy might need some medical attention, and some help from that House guy on TV.
Mommy still lets me play with him so he's in the rotation. Here I am in the midst of my toys, trying to make myself feel better about being left out of all of the fun last night.