My human spent the past couple of days getting ready for BlogPaws. That included putting together all those postcards and cool sparkle toys. I’m kind of mad! Look at how many there are — and she says she can’t spare even one.
There are so many of them she wasn’t even sure how she could fit them into her suitcase. She didn’t want to ship them because she is cheap. Duh on her being cheap — otherwise maybe she’d let me have One.Single.Sparkle.Ball.
She put them all in a big box inside the suitcase, because she didn’t want them to get crushed. She barely has room for any clothes, or all the jars of wrinkle cream she uses. Maybe I should have gone instead of her. I don’t need wrinkle cream.
But instead I’m stuck here, with nothing but the original box the sparkle balls came in. It is empty. My human keeps telling me I already have sparkle balls and don’t need more. But who knows where they’ve disappeared to — you wanna help me find them?