I Hate My Human
Well I just learned that my stupid dad will be taking a little trip to Fenway Park tomorrow night to sit in the Monster seats, feast on Fenway Franks, collect homers hit by Mike Lowell, and heckle Julio Lugo in person. When I asked him if I could come along, he informed me that my campaign to create dog-friendly Section K-9 at Fenway hasn’t worked out yet. The only big league game I could go to this year was the White Sox-Royals Dog Day game at the Cell, which already happened. Well, human, if you’re not going to help me sneak into Fenway, you just may open your suitcase when you get to Boston and find a little surprise inside.