My Friday night

"Mom, Papa, today is Friday — yes! Friday night!"

Mom: "I'm sorry, but Papa doesn't like Friday the 13th. So Papa doesn't want to go out."

"Papa, are you kidding me?"

Papa: " OooKey, I'm very weak when you use your eyes like that. You mean that you want to do fetching, right?"

Mom: Unbelievable! This has never happened for me!

Yeeeeeh, Boogie Woogie time! Wow, this is exciting.

"Excuse me from the back seat, but Papa, drive safe! It is Friday the 13th."

"Left side, Hiroo Plaza ... yes, yes."

"Papa, be careful at the junction of Nishi-Azabu. It is a Friday night."

Mom: "We have now safely arrived at the parking lot!"

"Mom, make sure that you have extra balls."

Mom: "OK ... let me check."

"Did you find my balls?"

Mom: "Yes, yes, I found them."

"What is Mom doing? I wanna go but I have to wait for Mom ..."

Now fetching has started.

Mom: "OK, you did enough. Let's go home."

"I wanna do more ..."

Mom's comment: He doesn't quit ... it is endless if we don't stop him.

He got dirty with a mix of slobber and mud.

And he doesn't let the ball go until he gets home.

"I'm tired so I'll use the elevator instead of the stairs to go to the second floor."

I love sleeping on Mom's lap.

Zzzz ...

"Where are you, Mom?"

"What's the matter with you, Mom?"

Mom: "You pushed me out!"

"Oh, I've moved ... Papa, I think you should move too ... Mom will get mad at you soon. I can tell from her face."

"Mom and Papa, Thank you very much for taking me to play Chuck-It on Friday the 13th."

"I love you both."

My bow.