February 22, 2018: Mommy, Finley, and I took grammie out to dinner. It took a while for the food to come out. I entertained myself as best I could. Fin just got mad and then she walked to the door. When mommy asked her where she was going, she said ‘home.’ I guess she was going to walk out in protest of the poor service. Mommy has been known to do that at restaurants. Good thing Fin didn’t have mommy’s van keys or we would’ve had a real problem on our hands.