January 13th 2007 1:14 pm
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I'm a big boy and can be trusted at night (Mom adds: "Mostly."...Hey, Mom, whose diary is this anyway?) so I don't sleep in my crate anymore at night. I spend the night snoozing on the floor of Mom and Dad's room. I love to crawl under the bed to sleep, but I confess it gets a little lonely. So, I devised a plan...I'd EAT the bed, then Mom and Dad would have to sleep on the floor with me. I started with pulling some foam off from underneath the box spring. Darn Mom! She sleeps really light and she caught me. I got scolded, so that's the end of that plan. I'll keep thinking, though...there must be a way.

Off to dream up a new plan on the cushy bed I conned Dad into buying me because...poor me...the wood floor is just so HARD...hee hee hee

Saintly Slobber,
Mudge