The dryer died

Well, I exaggerate just a bit. The dryer is DYING. It's quite a process and it's making the most terrible noises I've ever heard. I really wish Mom and Dad would just put the darn thing out of its misery because everytime they put a load into the dryer it just about makes me deaf. Don't they realize that if those noises hurt THEIR ears then they must be KILLING ours? Dogs' hearing is sooooo much better than humans'!

Jared was outside mowing his lawn this afternoon and I just stood at the fence and barked at him. Really, I bark to issue a challenge and warning: He'd better keep that mower off my property or else he will PAY! I don't like lawnmowers because they cut the grass down really short and then I have a hard time eating it. Mom calls me a cow because I graze a lot. If eating delicious grass is truly grounds for being called a cow, then MOOOO. Freakin' moo-moo-moo.

Auntie's moving out today. I'm sad to see her go even though she grabs me and cuddles me sometimes. She's a softy and she's pretty easy to manipulate... if she goes, then it's just us and Mom and Dad. And they are not easy to manipulate at all. I know some humans are very easy to train but ours are super-stubborn. Good thing I'm a Jack Russell because that automatically makes me smarter than all humans. Eventually I'll figure out how to break 'em down. Does anyone else have extraordinarily stubborn humans? If you do and you have any suggestions for going about training them to obey the Jack Russell (or any dog, for that matter), please feel free to p-mail me!

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