Reggie's Diary: The Great Summer Snooze Crisis
Dear Diary, I regret to inform you that summer has become a personal attack. This morning, my humans suggested we go for a walk. A WALK. Outside. On the giant frying pan they call a sidewalk. The concrete was so hot I’m pretty sure it was trying to cook my toes medium rare. I took approximately six steps, looked at Mom, and said with my eyes, “Have you completely lost your mind?” I immediately…













