Minding My Manners, Mending My Ways

Dear Diary,

It's been a time since I wrote. Mom didn't relish the idea of me sharing tips on bad behavior with y'all.

Now, I am a mostly-reformed crazy puppy. I no longer chew on shiny, sharp objects. I try to resist socks that have feet in them. Jumping is reserved for extra-special greetings, and only two jumps per visitor, then all four feet on the floor.

I am working on the herding of Duke and grabbing him by the ear. Either I have to convince mom and dad how effective it is, or I have to give it up. Update will be forthcoming.

In return for my good manners, I get all the rawhides I want, and continue to sleep under the covers with mom, dad, and duke. And, of course, mom makes us homemade treats. Life is good.

Fondly, Lucy

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