Sept 2 2005

Dear Diary-

Throw the ball Mom. Throw the ball. Ball, Ball, Ball. I want to play in the room with the shiny floors but NOOOOOO. Mom won't let me. But I tricked her, I put my tennis ball down the air vents when they were off and she wasn't looking. Now I can smell my ball in the whole house. Sneaky, sneaky.. yes yes I'm a little stinker.

I think moms figured it out. He he. I think I've finally convinced her that we have a sense of humor. Gotta love my innocent dog head tilt.


Tilt, Tilt ............ WHO ME?????

-Faithy

Sept 1, 2005

Dear Diary-

Today Mom and Dad got hardwood floors put in the house. I slide all over them. But mom says its better cause I won't pee in the house. Yes, I loved to go potty in the corner of the dining room. I'll admit it...... I pee in the house... everyone happy now? My dark stinky secrets out. But I love mommy and daddy so now I must behave myself. Yikes, I'm only 3 what do they expect gosh! -Faithy

Taking Care of Mommy

Today Mommy was sick. I had to snuggle her so she new I was watching her and taking good care of her. I love my mommy, she takes good care of me. She knows how much I love her by the way I constantly follow her around the house. Today she pet me even though she was very sick and in bed. I am a good girl. I watch out for her making sure she knows when her blood sugar gets low. She knows I love her and I make sure she knows I am always there for her.

-Faithy