"This is Licorice here, reporting on my Mother's Day party. We started the day out right, by marinating the steaks the night before in peppercorn sauce. Mmmmm! It smelled sooooooo good! Then all my friends came over to party: Jazmin, the 8 year-old boxer, Dallas, (my BEST buddy) the 6 year old fawn boxer, and of course: Baylee (the old man), the 10 year old boxer. And, YES, I do have friends who aren't boxers, but a pug can't go wrong with these three! We played, sniffed, ran, inestigated, smelled and played some more-- then the humans brought the food out! YUM! It all looked and smelled so good, but our humans always tell us people food isn't good for us... and we didn't get any! (UNFAIR!) But, they were sweet and did save some special doggie treats for us to enjoy. Yes! After lunch, we played a game of kickball and chase-- and the humans didn't even mind us trying to grab the ball and run away with it. The older dogs got tired after a while but Dallas and I could still rip it up. Then the neighbors let their dog, Della, out. Della is realllllllllllllllllllllly old and I love to run at the fence and razz her up. But my mommy always yells at me to come away from the fence and 'not give Della a heart attack." (whatever that means). Anyway, then it was time to go-- so I got few more sniffs, wags, and licks in and jumped in the car to go home. I sure was pooped when I finally made it to the couch.... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.... total comfort. I've got the good life, for sure. Later!"