Bats and mail and a puppy dog tale...

Maybe that's not what little boys are made of, but that's what this little boy's week involved.

Daddy was working in Louisville for a couple of days, so Mommy and I went down with him to see the city. I got to visit the Science Museum, where they had an exhibit made just for me! I crawled through a city bus, an airplane, a space ship, checked the pint sized mailbox for letters, and even played at the water table. I got soaked from head to toe, but it was awesome!

Later, we went to the Louisville Slugger Museum and Factory to see how baseball bats are made. It was pretty neat how quickly they crank them out. I got to play ball for a little bit, too. That was my favorite part.

This week also involved a not so good tale about my doggy. The other night, after Bilbo had finished taking a nap in front of the television, he did a naughty thing. I was standing by Mommy while she was sitting on the couch and he ran over and sniffed me, then bit me. I don't know what he was so grumpy for...maybe he had a dream that I was a kitty cat? Anyway, he nipped my lip and it hurt. I cried but after Daddy and Mommy cleaned the cut I was good to go. Sadly, Bilbo can't be my doggy any more because we don't know if he will hurt me again. We have been looking for a home for him the last few days. He is such a good boy, but he doesn't need to be around little ones like me. I hope someone we know takes him so that I can still see him occasionally. I'm going to miss my furry brother. "Bilbo" is generally the first word out of my mouth in the morning when I wake up. I love the pooch to pieces. Bye-bye Bilbo.