Dude.  The man-owner left me in the rental car while he went to work. This is a BUSINESS TRIP?! What a load of crap. Why would anyone go to Orlando and not party it up with Donald and Pluto (my personal favorites.) I was so hoping for a chance to rub up against Cinderella, or even Sully. He's so fuzzy. But whatevs. Next time, right?

Back home to my lonely life on the hook in the closet.