Dogster

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Yeah, Yeah, so I guess I'm suppose to tell you about myself.

Hey, nice to, uh, meet you.

Hola, OK, so this my first "diary" entry. I guess I should introduce myself. I'm sure my owner has told you a little about me...lie, all lies. She's a stinking liar! eeeerh...wait a sec tobes, since I'm writing this for you, you might want to keep the insults to a minimum. Yeah, yeah, ok back to me. So anyway, I can tell you what I do on a average day. I wake up out of my owners bed, push the other girly dogs out of my way, and take over the day. I sit on the couch, take a little poo (on the rug, he he.) One of my biggest annoyances, are my room mates. Man, I live with three other dogs....and a puppy. Ok, he is my son, but I don't know that for sure, he could be anyone's right? Uh, once again, I have to interrupt you, Pearl is an inside dog, and you are the only male. I'm going to cut you off if you keep making these accusations. Fine, fine, don't get your sombraro is a twist. Anyway, one dog is the fat mother if my son. She is mean and she bites me when I try to say hola. The other is a girl I've known since she was 8 weeks old. One of my girlfriends. Now there's this crazy little fur ball in the house. And they tell me she is not my girlfriend. She's a Pomerainian or something, aye Chihuahua. But, that's not the worse part. Meet the bane of my existance. Emma. Emma is the little baby that showed up here two years ago. She is a human, I think. But she is little and quick and touches my tail. * Shutters *. Bebes, who needs them? OK, so you might be thinking I'm insensitve right? Not the case. I love my people, Becca and Chris. They love me too, quite a bit. So, I guess my life isn't that bad. I sleep where I want, I eat what I want, I poop where I want, heheh, and I am loved. All those homeless dogs in Mexico, makes me cry. I would wish to go to the old country one day and liberate all the dogs of mexico. Just a dream. OK, I must retreat now, got a busy day of sleeping. Adios.