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.

Socks and Underwear

Socks, Socks, socks socks socks socks, yeah for socks. Undies undies undies, I love undies. Undies and socks flying all over. From the top of the steps to the deepest dark places. I have found and hid socks and now undies, yip yip for me.

BORING 2

I am so mad my family went on a walk without me. I am so bored. I don't know where they went but I heard them talking about not having to pull or tug me. That they wanted a pleasant walk. What is more pleasant than me. My mom just got finished saying how her foot hurt and then she goes on a walk. I am outside because they don't want me to get into trouble. I think they don't like it when I chew their socks or their shoe inserts. If I do not get to go on a walk soon, I am not sure I will be able to keep myself out of trouble. I might just start pulling papers off my mom's desk and chew them up nice and small.

Ohhhh, Dad just came home maybe he will take me for a walk.

Home Again

Okay I do not know what game my mom is playing, but this time she left me for four days. My dad was late at work for two of those days and my boy came home after 1 1/2 days. He got in late and I was so happy to see him, but he got made at me for eating some green stuff that was lying on his floor. I just wanted him to chase me but he yelled at me and told me NO. When my mom came home he told on me, apparently I ate some money. It didn't taste very well, so I think I am the one who got the bad deal. My dad was not happy with me either I kept running around and around, opening the door, yelping and trying to tell him to come on this side of the fence. How am I going to protect him when he is on the other side of the fence talking to other people and dogs? I was so happy to see him, but he thought I was being crazy. My mom would understand, but she does not like it when I open the back door and forget to shut it. She does not like the bugs getting in.

Finally she got home and some weird thing happened with her eyes, she had to go to bed and was not very happy. I am not sure why she still seemed sad. I left her alone for a bit, but I could not stand it anymore and scratched at her door and jumped on her bed so I could sleep with her. Then Dad came home and said let's go out. I was ready, but he did not mean me, so I grabbed his socks and took them outside. Next time maybe they will let me go, like the boy did one day. He took me with him to a place that smelled so good. I just wanted to jump out the window into the place, but I couldn't. He bought me some little pieces of meat with brown stuff around them. I think they were nuggets. YUM.  But I really wanted what he had, but then I always want what my people eat. Well, it is nap time so talk to you later.

BORING

Yesterday was boring, my people left without me. Luckily, I was outside. I got to bark at everyone without my mom coming out and telling me to stop. Though when she is not here I do not bark as much. She seems to forget I am letting her know there are strange dogs and people near the yard. Sometimes my friends stop for a sniff, and I don't bark, just whimper when they go away.
When my people came back they hung with me in the yard, but they were doing yard work. My dad kept going in the front yard, I hate that, why can't I go? It's not my fault that the smells in the neighborhood make me want to run after them. My mom always runs with me, but she keeps telling me to stop. I have to be satisfied that I can still see my Dad. I am sure he needs my help with weeds, but mom will not let me out of the gate. I need a friend, but dad says no.