It's too dark to read inside a dog, but you can try:
I didn't do it!
so tell her
and let me get my rest.
Have I blogged about my best bosom buddy, Kiki, yet? Kiki is the bug-eyed (in a charming way) small black puppy who lives next door. He doesn't walk as much as he bounds like pepe la pew. I'm always scooting away from him because he is always all up in my bizness.
A girl needs her space, please.
However, recently he's backed off a little and we've been going on the most fun outings. Ones including wandering off into perfumed pastures perfect for romping. Obviously, the girl is VERY jealous of my new friend because whenever I return she gets all huffy and forces me to bathe. Can you imagine? How rude! I don't make her bathe whenever she interacts with someone else, and believe you me some of the people she deals with make me want to shed all my fur!
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This morning I was so excited as I hopped in the car along with the girl and the boy. We stopped some place unfamiliar and I got to go in. Wahoo! And then I heard HIM.
The man who usually leaves me standing in puddles.
I immediately tried to go right back out the door, but the girl grabbed me. She can't ever use her foul limbs to fry me up some bacon but she's all ready to drag me back inside. Since she could no longer be trusted I tried to hide behind the boy, but he is also a traitor. In the end HE picked me up and put me in a cage as the boy and girl waved goodbye and left me.
I turn 5 on Monday, and this weekend we are taking a trip to southern Georgia to see the boy's family. They love me! They'd still love me if I were a furry mess! But the girl thinks I should look pretty for my birthday. Of course, she also thinks she should make me a bone birthday cake that I wouldn't even be able to make so obviously her opinions shouldn't be trusted.
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