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Running Away From Home


June 14th 2007 9:51 am
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We're moving tomorrow. Mommy says we are going to have a big yard and we won't have to move anymore. We went to the new yard the other day. It's nice, but I'm a little afraid. I don't know any of the smells. There were squirrely smells, but not our usual squirrels. There were foreign cat smells. Cats that I've never smelled before are there. Ugh!

Mommy says we have to stay in our bedrooms for the first few nights at the new house. I guess that's ok, but I like to sleep next to Mommy. Diggy does too. Maybe Diggy will have to sleep in his crate and I will sleep next to Mommy. Probably not, though. I pooped in the bathroom again last night and Mommy is really mad. I tried to tell her that I didn't do it, but she knows the truth. I tried to tell her that it was because it is raining out, but it's not. So I just tried to look cute. I was in trouble anyway.

If only we could go to the beach. I think that people should not be allowed on the beach. People are infinitely more messy than dogs. They leave their cars running and throw cigarettes on the ground and food wrappers and other garbage like vinyl. Mommy hates vinyl and cigarettes... People are so much smellier than dogs and they just kind of sit there on the beach. They don't even look for stinky things or chase birds or run like Diggy and I do. Well, I don't because I'm not allowed off my leash because I ran away that time.

I try to tell Mommy that I won't run away anymore, but she doesn't believe me. I guess she's right. If I smelled something good, I'd just go. I can't help it! I'm a dog!


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