Ok, here's the point.

Ouch! I don't no why my people like American Idol so much. It's loud and hurts my earz. Their's always a debate afterwords, with stuff like, "He should bee voted off", and, "She was horiball tonite." Personally, I just don't understand.

A couple of lonely days...

I new they were leaving that morning. Mistress ran round rooms putting stuff into strange giant containers, cleaning up the house, and sighing. Girl gathered up her favorite readings and Sister "charrged her game-boy", whatever that means. (I think it has something to do with the little box that she stares at that makes annoying sound.) Master told Mistress he'd "Get home earlie". Then the annoying "punk" (That's what Bizy calls him) from across the street came over looking at us while Mistress went through a list labeled, instructions.

Actually I really was confused about it all intill Bizy filled me in. Apparently, my people were going on a "vaykayshun" on the holiday called "Spring's Brake". Which meant they were leaving. Which was really-really sad.

Of course me and my brother had to try some attempt to get them to not go. Sabatoge? Some complicated plot? Nah..that would be to hard. Instead we lingered in the garage, waiting for Mistress or someone to open the car door. When she finally did, we jumped inside! Of-course, then she called us, and Bizy quickly ran away laughing. Faithfully I stayed long enough to at least get a bone out of the deal. Coward, (I still don't really no why brother was laughing, and when I asked him he just laughed again.)

Finally Master, Girl, and Sister arrived home, patted us, and got into the car, and drove away.

They didn't come back for 5 days, but the Punk did. And now, even after many pats and ear scratches, I'm not sure I'll ever be ok, with Spring's Brake.

TV

I love curling up under the coffee table and watching the window with one of my people. One time they were watching it, and these strange dogs came running through the window and I naturally barked and ran up to see them. The strangest part was that then the people started laughing...

I'm scared...

Ahhhh!!!! I'm scared of the round thing the girl, sister and mistress play with. They kicked it at each other, and it accidentily landed on me twice, and it really, really hurt! After that whenever the "bull" was kicked, I ran away. For some reason the Mistress found that a bit amusing.

Arf!

Hello! I'm Betzy the retriever mix! I woke up annoyed this morning because the girl wouldn't let me get up on her bed last night. She said something like "Sori bets, u no how muther duhsent like u on the bed." I whined but apparently she didn't get the message.

At least Sister was good to me this morning. She gave me and Bizy morning food and let us out to run. Girl didn't even scratch my ears to say sorry when she finally came down the stairs to join Sister.

Mistress pat me like usual and I felt a bit better, and I perked up emmensley when I got a kind and cheery word from Master.

Fianlly after a long nap under the coffee table girl called and gave me a scratching right in my favorite spot under my ear. Life was now perfect...