Day 7 of my stay with Mom, Sis, Grandma and Grandpa. Grandma just left on a trip. Now I can roam the kitchen whenever I want. In fact, I just passed the sink for like the 17th time and nobody did anything about it! Grandpa doesn’t care, he just rubbed my head and called me a Biggy Boy for the 27th time. Aloha to you too, dude.
My mom, sister, and I hung out in the prison courtyard today. It was actually a really nice, breezy day. But these guys in orange suits kept walking by us. Of course, I had to heckle them. Angel heckled them too, cuz she saw that I was heckling them. Mom just stared at us and rolled her eyes.
Speaking of prison and orange suits, what’s up with the prison cells every night? Why do I have to stay in my cell every night? I don’t have to do that at home. What’s this supposed to be… Gitmo? At least my human moms give me a nice cuddly bed to sleep on. Grandpa… well, no, it’s cell block 1138 for me.
Why do the other dogs get to walk down the street with their humans? Why am I in here all the time? And where’s my water?!?
Moms, if you’re out there… I miss you sooo much. Hope you’re having a good time. I just hang around and pl Sorry, that was Theo on TV. Where was I… Oh, yeah, I just hang out with my sister. Sometimes she wants to play, and other times she just walks off. Mom never wants to play. She just growls at me.
That’s it for today. More tomorrow. G’Nite Mates.