No JUMP

I am told I am being a good girl but only after being yelled at not to jump. The tone is so harsh it stops me in my tracks. I told you about the scary thing that dad walks around with, but when he sits still and tries to eat, I usually jump up on him to make him give me a treat. He usually likes this, but recently he cries out in pain and mom says NO JUMP. How am I going to get treats? I think dad is not feeling well, I hope he gets better soon, and feeds me from the table again. Mom always said "Don't feed her from the table", but Dad always snuck something to me when Mom wasn't looking. I am doooomed not to get those special treats. Maybe when Dad is better we can go back to our routine, hopefully Mom won't find out.

She is sitting down

Finally, after two days of barely seeing her and my dad and two days of running around the house, my mom finally sat down. My dad is walking with a weird thing in front of him and when ever I get near him they scoot me away. He is walking funny and mom has been following telling him to be careful. They are not eating anything fun, so I can't beg them for anything. My dad keeps eating soup, and who can eat a soup handout. My mom is eating leftovers, but today she is cooking. But she has taken a few minutes to sit down and I have cuddled up next to her. I hope she does not get up because I am comfy. My dad is sitting down in his recliner so I am finally able to relax next to my mommy. I hate it when she disappears. She always looks so frantic on those days before she goes. Anyway, I cannot wait for the contraption to disappear so I can cuddle daddy, but I am happy just being next to mom.

Scared

I am really scared. The other day my body went crazy. I couldn't move, think, or control myself. All I could do was shake, with my legs straight out. My mommy panicked and called my dad and brother. She kept petting me and telling me it is all right. All I wanted to do was run and I couldn't. So they picked me up and took me to that place that smells strange, like death and pain.  Oh how I wanted to get away, I could walk now but mom had me on my leash. Then they took me away from her and my dad and boy, to a back room where they tried to figure out what was wrong. I think they said something like 'sees her.' but I am not sure. They kept me there overnight and I did not get to have my mommy say goodnight. I was so sad. When my brother picked me up, I wondered was my mommy mad at me. I looked for her everywhere but I could not find her. When I cam home, she wasn't there so I went to my sleeping place and laid down. The phone rang and my boy answered and I could hear my mommies voice but I could not see her. Then there she was, I was so excited but still very tired. I made sure I stayed by her for the rest of the day, so she would know I love her and she may not leave me at that scary place again. I hope I do not have another 'Sees her.' They are not fun.

Ssh don't tell anyone

My boy is trying to pack so that he can get experience walking the AT. He is going to go away and leave me all alone and I don't like it. So I have been trying to hide his socks. The other day I found a whole pile of them in a green bag on a chair in the living room. I got up on the chair, knocked the bag to the floor and stuck my nose inside. Yeap, socks. I carefully pulled out the shorts that were on top and then I pulled out all the socks and hid them around the house. I do not want him to go. The bad thing is I could not put the shorts back in or put the bag back on the chair. He knew something was amiss, and automatically blamed me. The nerve. Well, I think he may have saved all the socks, but I did not confess. I just turned my head away so he wouldn't look me in the eyes. Then I went and found my Mom and played innocent. Do you think he knows if I did it or not?

BLAH

Not feeling good yesterday, I just wanted to sleep and my humans just wanted to play. I ate something that keeps making me cough. My people keep asking me if I am okay, how am I suppose to answer, they do not understand me sometimes. Later that night I grabbed socks and paper and all sorts of other things, but then they just wanted me to sit still. I am so confused. Maybe we will figure this all out one day.

Working blues

It has been a bit since I could communicate, my mom is working and leaving at 6:45 in the morning, just barely enough time for me to eat, drink and poop before she leaves. She doesn't leave the computer running, something about electricity, power etc. That means I can't sneak in and start typing. My boy is still here, but it is not the same. Mom and I have a schedule and my boy is just not up early in the morning. I will be really upset, when he gets a job and all my people are gone, again, sigh.  My mom comes home and has enough energy to get me out on a walk. Sometimes we just sit on the back porch and chill. I think she wants to be home also, and misses our time playing together. I think we both have the working blues.

BEES

My parents are bee-keepers, why they would keep them is beyond me. I keep trying to catch them and they are just mean. I try to keep away from them as much as possible after being stung a couple of times. But yesterday the boy and my dad were trying to fix the hive, bees buzzing everywhere, they are even in the flying buzzing bird feeder. I can't go outside without a bee staring at me. Mom was inside the door shouting for me to come in, but I know if I go in the door the bees will follow so I am hid out under my favorite tree. This morning they have calmed down but the boy has to put some medicine in the hive and that is going to get them stirred up again. I think I will stay inside this time.