My best friend is gone...

My best friend, a rottie named Daisy, had to be put to sleep today. She had bone cancer. My human-brother's girlfriend, who is helping me type this, can't stop crying. Who will I play with now? Rest in peace, beautiful Daisy.

It's my birthday!

Today I turned eight! I got a big bone from my brother's girlfriend and a really fun toy from my grandma!