I was a good dog again today.

We had a visitor last week when mom wasn't here. Auntie Amanda the petsitter (what does that mean anyway?) came to stay with us. She always seems to show up just when mom has gone out of town. It's starting to look like more than a coincidence. It actually works out well because we need someone to feed us and let us outside and keep us company, so lucky thing that she comes to see us. But I wonder if mom knows.

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