First day of Daycare

 Before I became king at her office,  I had to go at daycare on the UES. I learned the life of a dog being caged for napping and only out with my friends once a day. I loved playing with all my friends,  small, big, girls or boys. So, to me, caging was prehistoric.  We were no threat to people or others dogs, we were all Friends there! Either people didn't get it or they couldn't get it! Anyhow,  in the end I adapted to the daycare rhythm and I became one more Time,  Popular.  And to be honest was better than being home alone, starving myself to death.  I got fed, walked and I played big time. I was Happy! I was called frenchie the "socialite". I was truly a New Yorker!