So, after being home for a few days, apparently my humans decided to paint the house. Little did I know how much of a inconvenience it would be. It smells, there's stuff all over the place and not enough room for me to run around. What were they thinking?
On the first day, since this paint thing was new to me, I got too close to a wet wall and boom, I was painted. My ear, my shoulder, you get the picture. It was so embarrassing at the dog park when the people looked at me funny and laughed. Even my puppy class teacher was amused.