Test Day

What does that mean? I don't know, but Mom was awfully nervous! I had to take a bath and everything! Then, guess what! She loaded me up, and took me to the Fort Worth Children's Hospital - now, even I know that DOG'S aren't supposed to be in HOSPITALS?? Are they? I guess I REALLY must be special - we got to walk STRAIGHT IN! We didn't even have to SNEAK in! That was really cool! I could smell that there MUST have been other dogs there, but I didn't see many of them. After waiting our turn, we finally got to go into a special room - there was alot of people in there, but I wasn't nervous at all ~ Mom sure was though!
They made me do all sorts of stuff, like sit and stay - one lady even opened my mouth, and touched my tail - but that stuff doesn't even bother me at all! THEN they said that we were doing GREAT, AND they asked my Mom if she wanted us to try out for "Complex" - now, I don't know what that means, but it was weird - they had some people do stuff like have a loud discussion to see if I got scared, and push each other a little bit to see how I reacted, and then, they even made me walk through a crowd that had stuff like walkers and wheelchairs - I guess they thought that stuff would scare me, but heck no! That didn't bother me even a little bit - so I guess I did really well - they gave my Mom some papers, and said that I was COMPLEX - now, I personally do not think that I am a complex dog, but ok, if they want me to be complex then I guess I will be! It must have been a big, big deal because my Mom jumped up and down, and hugged my neck tight, and told me what a GOOD BOY I am - I promise, I think she was even crying! WOW - I must be special! I think that she thinks that she made a REALLY GOOD CHOICE when she adopted ME! yeah!
I wonder what we do next????