Whoa!

Yesterday was St. Patrick's Day.  It's a pretty important holiday for party animals like me.  Good thing my school was having a party -- it was the place to smell and be smelled.  I had a lot of fun meeting other dogs.  And then something happened.....

It all started out great!  I was happy, I was having a great time, I looked good in my tie.  Despite being eliminated from musical carpet squares (it was rigged!) because I wouldn't stay "down", everything was going my way.  I got a little thirsty and decided to check out the beverage selection.

"What's this?" I wondered.  I decided to try it out.  So I had a few.

Big mistake.  Big, big mistake.  That chicken broth was a little too much for me to handle.

I'm not exactly sure what happened, but all of a sudden, the world got spinny.  It was kind of like when I chase my tail.  Except I wasn't chasing my tail.  And I couldn't make it stop.  And I got really tired.  Mommy and daddy decided it was time to go home.

Mommy said I had to sleep it off.  I did and now I'm feeling much better.  Unfortunately,  I wasn't able to make fun of Ferb for his St. Patrick's day outfit.  Luckily, mommy took pictures for me.