August 2, 2010

Today is Darrell’s visitation—in Denison—I can’t go, they’ve already told me that. So instead we’ve been outside; me on the deck and Mamaw pickin up those awful crab apples again! It is a real hassle and Mamaw says she’d like a nickel for every one she picks up (she thinks she’d be rich). So we got that done and she took me on a long, long walk cause we all know I gotta go to the kennel. She didn’t rein me in as tight as she usually does cause I need some real exercise and stretchin out before they leave.

I snuck back to the bedroom and re-buried my bone. I’m fraid someone else might take it so I move it around. Poppy might be sleepin on it tonight if I don’t get a chance to go back and get it. I worry bout that a little bit.

We’re getting ready to go now. Guess I’ll just leave the bone where it is and hope I make it back here when they get home. And they were gone a long time and I was so glad to get out of there. I could tell they were both tired so I kinda cooled things a little. Just sorta did what I was told instead of harrassin em a little. They found leftovers for dinner and I was hungry too—I ate really good!

Oh, I get ta go back to the bedroom. Mamaw always lays crosswise on the bed so I found my bone and worked really hard to re-bury it again. Now it’s under Mamaw’s pillow…hope she doesn’t eat it in the night. And it was 11:00 p.m. before she woke up to take me to bed. Now, she usually carries me so lovingly in her arms but this time for some reason I just jumped up and followed her to my bed. It felt good. Night Mamaw—don’t eat my bone.