Malls are hard work. Well, at least for me they are. After all, I'm not even three yet --so my little legs can only take so much.
But hey, enough about me...
What did my Mom and I pound the pavement for today? Dog-bones. That's right. Dog-bones!
I'm half dehydrated and sporting blisters because Howie and George needed a few treats??? Child abuse if you ask me...