Max Devil (a fellow wiener we met), me, peewee, and Frito.
Sasha here. OK. Not a good day at all. Mommy and Miss Suz thought it would be fun to take me, Frito, and Peewee to a Halloween Costume Party at Petco. Not my idea at all. First, I was all excited thinking play date at Frito's house, then we were only there for like 15 minutes. Didn't even get one zoomie in. Then, we went to Petco, and I was so excited thinking new bobo or squeaker or a new cuz toy. Before we even get out of the car, Mommy puts on that stinkin pumpkin costume, and you all know that wasn't my pick this year. I go walking in, and you know what some pug has the nerve to sniff my butt, and then tell me that Hallowiener Day isn't about wiener dogs. I got laughed at by every dog I came across except for Frito who was being a scaredy pup and Peewee (the alligator) who just wanted to bite someone.
So, guess what folks. Halloween has nothing to do with wiener dogs. Why didn't someone tell me this before now! Oh, what a bad day I had. I got a few treats, and some pets which wasn't that bad. Then, we left and all I got was a bag of treats. No new bobo, no new squeaker, no new cuz, and I even walked down the run way and back so cute and posed for the judges. I think I am going to grab a few more cookies and head off to bed.