Now that I'm eating real food, Mah says that I need to start earning my keep. I used to think she was joking... until today. She took me into Manhattan for something called a "casting call". From what I can tell it is similar to a visit to my vet. There are lots of other babies, I take my clothes off, and people look at me. Somebody said something about a "headshot". I got scared 'cause I already got enough shots for this week. But... it ends up that it's a kind of picture. Some babies came with them. Now that is officially WACK!
I had lots of fun though. Some of my peeps came along. Annabelle, Max, Baila, and I got our pictures taken and then accompanied our moms out for lunch. I wanted to try some of Mah's food but she said that Indian food was too spicy. I'd rather be the judge of that myself. Bah-Goo! I think I can say the name of one Indian dish, aloogobi. Ahhhhoooooguuubuh!
Baby casting call:
Toss in your net and catch one.
We all are too cute!
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