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The Secret Escape Hatch from the Bathroom

Updated Page Finally

A cross-country trip, getting settled in, a doctoral program, plus two puppies two semesters in a row...well, Lakota's diary went nowhere, but I have, at last, updated this site with pictures. -- Lakota's mom.

Friday night date w/my boyfriend

My mom told me that on Friday morning she ran more errands, and then went in to work to finish up a few things so she could finally leave. She took me to the groomer's, Pour la Pooch, on Friday morning so I could be "all purty" when we travel. I was sad -- it is the last time I will probably see Gia and Gorge.

However, I had a date with Jupiter on Friday! That cheered me up. Jupiter came over to our apartment with his mom, Thea. Thea says we are too young to go out on a date by ourselves, and that we have to be chaperoned. Jupiter and I disagree, but he isn't old enough to argue with her. My mom says I'm spayed, so she doesn't care if I'm alone with Jupiter. Thea had Jupiter tutored when he was a puppy, but since we can't drive, and it is too far for us to walk to each other's apartments, and dogs aren't allowed on public transportation...well,we just have to have chaperones, or else we won't see each other.

It was fun. Our moms drank some wine while we played. I showed Jupiter all of my toys, and we played tug with some of them. I even won a few times! Eventually, though, mom started fading from her 4 hours of sleep the night before, so Jupiter went home with his mom.

His favorite toy after the squeaky balls was the duck. Mom bought it for me when her sister, Jacinda was visiting. He and I both like the duck better than the bear toy.

Finally Packed

Mom has been very busy the past few days, so I have had to supervise her and haven't had time to write. Thursday, the 29th, she ran a lot of errands in the morning. In the afternoon, she started packing again. On Thursday night, the same students came back and continued to load up the containers. I tried to supervise them, too, but mom wouldn't let me. She took me down the hallway to Chopper's apartment. Chopper is a Miniature Pinscher and he isn't tutored. His dad told mom that, "he's from Oklahoma, and he's not taking away his dog's dignity". I don't mind so much, that he isn't tutored, I mean, except that he bumps his stomach up and down against my legs when we aren't playing. His dad stops him, because he says it, "ain't gentlemanly". My mom just laughs and says Chopper is funny. Chopper's m0m just calls him, "Clueless", because he, "doesn't know where to put it". I just laugh at Chopper -- he can't help it, he doesn't know better.