December 13th 2012 1:58 pm
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Yesterday I was having a great chew session with Craig, my squeaky chipmunk friend, when I pulled out a plastic thing from his back. When you apply pressure to this plastic thing, you hear Craig's voice. I apologized to him and left the squeaker next to him on the floor. I then waited for him to put it back in, so we could resume playing. However, it appears that Craig is lazy, and refused to put his squeaker back in. He just laid there- not even making an effort. Screw him. If he doesn't want to play, then fine.
Earlier this morning, I gave my nom-nom bone to mom, so she could have some. She took a long time to give it back to me. She tortured me by holding it in front of my face, and then snatching it away before I could grab it. She did this many times- how hearltess. Fortunately, I discovered that the ugly circular rug under the glowing 'inside tree' is a fine place to leave it out of her reach. I will keep it there for now. She can be my friend if she leaves my nom-nom bone alone. If she wants to be cruel, then I will cut her off like I did to Craig.
I tried my hand at 'watchdogging' today too. I give a big 'shepherd bark' at the door when someone approaches. I'm not gonna bite or anything, I just wanna tell them not to start any shenanigans, lest they be scolded. Scoldings are awful.
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