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Mein Canine Kampf

Moving is stressing me out

Wows, it's been a long times since I last wrote. Almost 14 dog years! That's okay though, I've been just fine.

But things are CRAZY in my life all of the sudden; Moms is packing up all of our stuff to move into a house.

From what I've gathered eavesdropping on her conversations, it sounds like I will have my own room in the new place. But it's not going to be as sunny and bright. There aren't as many windows and the place is smaller than this duplex.

On the other hands, when Moms took me to visit the new place, I saw a lot of squirrels in the yard! They have no ideas what is in store for them. All of the trees mean I will be very busy squirrel herding. A hound dog's work is never done.

This new house is on a much quieter street. Moms and I noted that many people walk their dogs down this street. I cannot wait to police the neighborhoods and show these pigs who is the boss!!!

I am wearing my cone of shame agains. I have a few cuts that I am not allowed to lick, for reasons that I cannot comprehend. Moms is so mean sometimes.

Back to beds.

Too many episodes of "Sex and the City"......

Lately Moms has rented and watched (repeatedly!!!!) this TV show, "Sex and the City." If I have to listen to that %%@@! theme song one more time, I swear I will bite Moms on the leg. The only character on the show who had a dog was treated badly. But I did like that the dog ate shoes. That made me wag my tail. If I were one to destroy common household objects, I would eat shoes too.

As it stands, I really enjoy digging in the yard. Yesterdays Moms let me hang out with her while she pulled weeds and pretended to know what she was doing with the fauna. Well I dug and dug...perhaps 2 or 3 holes. Moms hates rodents, and I suspect I've discovered a rodent colony!!! Yes indeeds. The work of a hound dog with ridiculously giant paws never ends. My exuberance at the job of unearthing the earth makes Moms laugh out loud.

Back to work. Napping, of course.

Moms is lazy.....

I can't believe I've had to wait this long to dictate my latest diary entry to Moms. She is getting lazies on me. I am disgusted. Let's see, what to say about my hound-dog ways as of late....I am almost finished writing my Ph.D., "The Effects of the Animal Shelter System on Multilingual Hound Dog Graduate Students whose Laptops Are Confiscated by Animals Wardens." All that's left is submitting it to my committee. The problem is, I think MICKEY THE PIG is chairing my committee. That pig will never grant me my diplomas!!!! I am going to bite him again.

(Aside from owner: Yes, I am crazy....Ahem, back to the Voice of the Hound Dog.)

I have bad allergies this time of year. My eyes are very watery and I dramatically rub them on Moms every chance I get. Also I puke a lot and lick my legs constantly. It is not my favorite time of year. Luckily Moms has allergies too and likes to naps after my long day of work at doggie daycare. (I think she has a job too but it can't be nearly as stressful as playing at doggie daycare. )

Speaking of which, time for another nap.