September 29, 2009

I may have gotten up on the wrong side of the bed today. I just feel like biting and chewing on everything! I refused my walk today—Mamaw had to drag me out to the end of the driveway and drag me back. What a sight that must have been for all to see! Mamaw wonders if I wouldn’t walk because I didn’t feel well or because Poppy had to get ready to go to work. Well, guess what? I’m going to make her figure that out for herself. Every day it is rules, rules and rules and I get a little sick of that all of the time. If I want a treat, I nearly always have to work on learning a command from her. I’m just little—I don’t want to have to work so hard.
Whoever said “a dog’s life is a good life,” doesn’t know a thing about it, TRUST ME!

I have found a whole new world outside! I’ve learned to pounce on and at things. I love the sound of the leaves blowing across the pavement and I chase them. I can DIG NOW! I find all of these smells underground and really go to work on it. Mamaw says she doesn’t want me to be a digger and allows a little—but not enough to suit me.

Mamaw got an e-mail from Nydia—my brother, Sparky, has been adopted and will live in Marshalltown.