June 28th 2005 6:54 pm
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6/28
I try to act like a young sprout, but I've come to the conclusion that I'm getting old. Quinten and Duncan wore me out while Dunc was here with their constant bickering. Mama says they were playing, but what does she know-she can't speak dog. They were constantly picking on each other and I had to referee and intefere with the occasional shout. Clueless Mama claims I would bark when I got jealous of the two brats 'playing' with each other. Little does she realize what a hard job I had with those two. I enjoyed having Dunc Munc around and harassing him some more, but I was glad to see him go and get some realitive peace and quiet around here.

Another reason I've concluded I'm getting old is I"m getting moles. Mama normally leaves them alone, but she had two taken off the other day. One had doubled in size in about a months time and was leaking serous fluid which was causing a secondary skin irritation where it was matting to my leg. The other one seemed to have the same initial characterisitics so it was also removed while I was asleep. Thankfully they weren't cancerous. Getting old is the pits, but at least Mama lets me sleep in now.