Today Gino is going to talk. I put Crew in the bedroom and the visiting dog, Shasta, in her crate and brought Gino downstairs. This is his first time out of the room he and his sisters have been confined in for 10 days. Go ahead sweetie, you can talk now.
But...(looks around) there's nobody here but you and me, Gramma. Who am I talking to?
George, Tipper, Max & Misty have lots of friends who want to meet you.
But, I don't see anybody. What should I say?
Say how you are.
Um...hi everyone, I'm Gino. I can't see you but Gramma says you're there and I should tell you how I am. I'm nervous 'cause I don't know this place, but I'm glad to be out of that room upstairs where Gramma has been taking care of me and Tiger and Cricket. Tiger is crabby and she doesn't like me and she swats me and Cricket.
Gramma gives us food and water and cleans our litterbox and sometimes she plays feather with me too, but my sisters don't play much 'cause they're old. I'm young and Gramma pets me and says I'm handsome. I'm a good boy.
I don't know how long I'll live here. My Dad came to visit me a few days ago and I guess he'll tell me.
I like being downstairs and I ran. Then I walked all around with Gramma and I can sniff lots of strange smells and I don't want to go back upstairs. Gramma took some pictures of me to show you.
Uh, OK....I guess that's about it. Bye-bye.