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It's me-Sheba!

Daddy rules

OK. First off, I was not happy about the whole "doggie hotel" thingy. Not at all, what did I do to deserve that? Did I not make Daddy happy? It was horrible.
Then to top it off, I come home & there are smells EVERYWHERE. Many familiar like Uncle Dave, Grandpas & Grammas which I am sad I missed but there was other smells. Strangers. Strangers were here & I wasn't around to protect Daddy. OH the horror!

I need to convince Daddy that I'm good & will protect him no matter what.

That's about it. Goldberg still sort of bugs me but we've reached an understanding & sometimes we play together. Galen is still my best friend in the whole world. That big fluffy butt Mommy & Daddy hogger.

Daddy's home !

Ok. I haven't written for awhile, sorry. Just been busy. SO much to do in a dogs life you know? Sleep, eat, bark-you know the usual.
Anyhow, for awhile a few weeks ago, the most horrid thing happened. I came in from outside & there it was. That huge ugly brown thing. The thing Daddy puts his clothes in & goes away & is gone for....like forever.
I was horrified. Daddy was leaving me.
It was so horrible. Well not totally horrible-Mommy was here & we bonded.
BUT still, MY DADDY was gone.
Luckily after what seemed like eons (mommy swears it was only 2 weeks) he returned. I was soooooooooooooooooooo (get the point?) happy to see him.

The stinky part now, Galen & Goldberg are trying to move in on my Daddy territory. They think they missed him. HA! I MISSED HIM!
Doesn't matter, he still loves me & he's home! I am happy again.
Maybe if I take that big brown thing he takes with him & destroy it, he won't leave again......hmmmmm let me think about that.........

hee hee hee

Today is turning out to be a decent day. I get to cuddle in bed w/Daddy a little this A.M & then Goldberg goes & gets himself into trouble.
See life was great before Goldberg. It was just Daddy, Mommy, Galen & me. We were great. Then my cousin comes to live with us & then he becomes my brother-whatever. It wouldn't be so bad except he's mean to me.

No- he doesn't bite at me or anything he just picks on me. He takes away my squeakies when I am playing with them, he pushes me away from the bowl, & he jumps on me when I play w/Daddy or Galen. He's a punk. So you see I secretly enjoy it when he makes Mommy mad (I KNOW not to do that). And I like that he gets locked in the cage. I did my time but I learned the rules & know not to go in the house-hence my freedom. Besides, it gives me 9 hours or so of freedom from him. So this morning his little stunt, priceless. He just makes me look better.

Anyhow, I'm sleepy. Time to dream of Daddy.......