The Pub

Yesterday I went to an inside outside place called a pub. My doggy friends didn't come because they prefer home. At first I was a bit worried which isn't like me. People came in a door and it was different to the door I came in. People were talking but didn't talk to me. I did some worried yawning for a little while. After a while I got bored with being worried because nothing nasty happened and I lay down and went to sleep. I was happy to go back home  and see my friends. I might like the pub place one day but I don't really know my foster mum and dad very well so I'm not sure they take me good places or not. I'm very brave indoors and out on walks and nothing worries me too much but something about that pub place was a bit of a worry.