November 13th 2009 6:30 pm
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Hooray! I was a diary pick today. Thank you to everyone who sent rosettes and well-wishes.
I sure needed them because mom was in a vile mood and she and dad had a fight about something stupid, I'm sure. Dot whispered in my ear that if mom and dad are fighting there is probably home improvement involved. There was. Something stupid about a drying rack and a clothes line. I never saw people argue before. I didn't quite know what to make of it. But after the heated discussion, they calmed down and life went on back to normal.
I played in the field (still no miracles) with Huck today. It was great. I ran and ran and ran like a crazy girl. Mom and dad both think that I have to be younger than 3 years old. They think I am too active, too nosy, too playful and too chewy. I chewed a nice big hole in mom's favorite yellow corn-on-the-cob eating rug. I needed a place to hide dad's fishy beanie baby. I guess it's mine now.
Mom says that I am getting a BIG surprise on Sunday. I am going to meet some of my family-grandma and Uncle are coming for a visit. Mom says I will not know what hit me when those two come to town. Then I will truly know what being spoiled is.
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Oh my dawg....you were diary pick of the day and my sekretary missed it???? Sorry your mom was in a bad mood fur a while...it seems my hoomans fight when there are household projects involved and they are doing them together, too! Glad all's back to normal now.
And, from what we saw from Dorothy Louise, you're really gonna love Gramma and Uncle!