I hardly remember Thursday except that I started to get a cold. So that wasn't fun. And I did a bunch of homework.
Yesterday Julio got a bath. And I continued to feel worse.
Today was a good day. Julio got a lot of playtime, and we went to White Bear for breakfast. I got to work a short route. White Bear looks a lot like Gresham.
I rested for a few hours. Then Dad took me to Gander Mountain where there were exibits of stuffed (once live, now dead) animals. Julio stayed home. He was happy to see me when I got back.
One thing scared me. He got his paw caught under the seat in the van and made this terrible noise and wouldn't let me get at him to see what was wrong. He's fine, but it was really scary!