As I reported yesterday, Management left me to rot at a place the bipeds call a "Care" Center. You are supposed to get all teary-eyed because they say they care about animals. Here is what they "care" about
$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$
I am getting ahead of my story.
In the first place, they do not have any computers at the "Care" Center. Also, they do not have WiFi. I could not even buy stamps.
My so-called room was a large cog kennel, because, quote, Arthur is a difficult dog to board. Oh, and, the charge will be $16.00 a day.
In case any of you "Care" Center people are reading this, let me remind you of one little thing: I AM SPECIAL.
The "Care" Center gendarmes did not want to go on a walk with me when I wanted to go. They did not like it if I slept in late on Sundays. They did not "care" that I must have pizza once a week or practically die.
No, they just toted up the bill and complained all the time.
Wait til you hear this. They said I could not walk, so the dog walker put my rear end in a sling made out of a dumb beach towel and pulled me around like a sack of potatoes. I am so sorry now that I did not think to poop in her shoes.
Anyway, I am not so dumb. When we go to court, my lawyer will get the cops to say that I walked to the Red Hot stand yesterday.
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