Secret...

Guess where we'll be off to next week!

We are all ready and suited in our best togs for a very important event. And i get to see Mommy and Daddy next week! Awooooooooooooof! Finally... i've been counting the minutes till i see you again Mommy.

Dommy: Should I tell them good folks out there where we would be off to?

PP: No! No! Not yet...

Dommy: But I wanna tell... i wanna i wanna i wanna

PP: NO! Or i'll bite your ears.

Dommy: ooooooooooOOOOO such a fierce one... i'll can just bounce you off with a swift knock.. bite my ears eh...

PP: Its suppose to be a secret DONG!

Dommy: Oh.. izit? How come nobody ever tells me anything...

PP: That is becos you are always busy sleeping in your smelly bed...

Dommy: Smelly eh? How come you were lying in it just now.. eh?

PP: But i was tiredddddddddddddddd.. and the floors were cold...

Dommy: Nevermind PP... we'll tell them good folks tomorrow where we'll be next week.. ok?

PP: But its a secret!

Dommy: Naw! Its a joyful moment. Its supposed to be shared...

PP: Lemme think about it.

Dommy: If you are not telling.. i will.. woooooooooooohoooooo

PP: You are such a busybody doggie

Dommy: Awooooooooooooooooooooooooof! By the way... why are we in cut-out tux? Are they not getting us any real togs?

PP: Mummy's getting for us. Hopefully it will fit you. You have grown sideways... wooffffff!

Dommy: Talking about me eh? What about you? Your tummy is almost reaching the floor...

PP: I am not fat! I am well-built :p

Dommy: Whatever...