Sunday, October 2, 2011


Well, after a long, long, long, long, long, long drive (did I tell you it was long?) we finally reached the place called Savannah. I happily jumped out of the car and the first thing that I saw was that thing called Cinnabun that everyone has been talking about.

OK, he's cute, I guess. Kind of little. I've never really understood little dogs and what they're all about. Cinnabun didn't seem very excited to see me. In fact, I think he was a little put out. But, he didn't give me too many problems and he has a toy box to drool over. It was great! I just helped myself anytime I wanted and pretty soon Coco's house (that's Cinnabun's owner and I think Kris may be her pup) was filled with big stuffed animals and soon it felt almost like home. Coco even gave me some of the toys to bring back with me and I love, love, love them!

I know it looks like he's whispering kind things to me, but he's really saying "Go home! Go home now and nobody gets hurt!" (sigh)
So, even though Cinnabun and I aren't exactly BFF's we can peacefully coincide and I hear that he may come visit me next month. I hope he doesn't want his toys back.


Mary Sheehan Winn said...

Oh my, is Cinnabun a relative? I commend you on your restraint..except with the toy box and really... That didn't seem to be an issue ;)

Anonymous said...

I guess Cinnabun would be my uncle. Hmmm...

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