Moving...

So, its that time again. Me, Mom and Dad are moving. We're going back to Southern California where mom and dad grew up. Mom says we have to go back because she has to finish school. I think she's pretty smart already, but she told me that she has to make enough money to afford my meat, and so I told her that going to school was probably a good idea if my meat was at steak. (HAHA, I made a pun.)

She says another good thing about going back is that we're going to be adopting another dog! Whoo! A friend for me! She says there may be even a whole litter of puppies becuase she might be adopting a pregnant neglected pitbull. That sounds sad, but it sure would make me happy if she got to come stay with us! And then I could play with a whole bunch of little guys! I LOVE PUPPIES! Mom says I may have to wait to play with them until their mom says its okay. But I think I can do that...I think I can, I think I can. But, either way, I get a new brother or sister and I can't wait!

But Southern California is so hot! I lived there when I was a puppy, and when I went outside to pee, I would run run run to the shade, pee, and then run run run back inside. Man! Living in the desert is no joke for a guy with a fur coat like mine. Maybe I'll have to reconsider that water stuff. Mom keeps telling me that it will feel nice when its super hot, but I think she's bluffing, its just so...wet!

So, we're leaving for the two day drive back to California in nine days. Wish me luck pups! I may be absent for a few days, but dont worry, I shall return.

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