I am Swirl.
Today, I think I pushed the envelope.
I chewed this thing and all the little dots inside it. Except for one dot that I missed because it rolled under the bed.
Then I had to go to the dog hospital.
They made me throw up. And then they made me eat black stuff. And then they put a needle in my leg so I could get floooooo-ids.
It was embarrassing.
I heard the lady doctor tell my dad that I was a good boy.
I have to go back to the doctor tomorrow. And the next day, too.
I will be a good boy.