The party I wasn't invited to

Hello, digital pack! Here I am, Chuly, reporting from the furry fury headquarters (aka my uncle Joan and Yaya's house). My dad and my uncle Joan have gone to a party. And guess what? I wasn't invited! Yes, me, the soul of every adventure, I was left behind like a forgotten bag of kibble (which by the way is disgusting).

While they stuff their faces with human food —which surely includes something delicious and forbidden for me—, here I am, faithful to duty, eating my sad menu of suspicious little balls. Oh, what canine injustice! But hey, since I'm an entertainment professional, I'll leave you some photos. So you can imagine what this party would be like with a touch of Chuly style. Don't forget to invite me to your next bash, eh!