Weekend in heaven with Marty my love....

Oh Marty, nobody wrestles quite like you do. You're the perfect man for me, even if you only have the wits to hump my leg. I had such an amazing weekend with you and now I am more exhausted than I ever imagined I could be. Oh, when will I see you again?

Lonely and cold.

I think Paul and Michael have abandoned me, I miss them. It's cold. I have itchy fleas and Hollie keeps putting smelly stuff on me, I don't like that. I visited grandma this weekend, she gave me new toys. I got to ride in her new car. I also got a bath, I didn't like that either.