September 18th 2004 12:16 am
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My secretary was tired all week from the job she has outside of the house so I gave her a break from writing a diary entry for me until today. It's about 12:05am but she's trying to write entries for all of us before she goes to bed. It's also the one-year anniversary of the day Butch had to leave. He was my bud, my hero, and I miss him.
I am feeling good these days and mom and dad are very happy about that. They told me we can go to the beach with Quincy soon and maybe some other places we haven't been to all year. Quincy is still a puppy but he'll go wherever I go and he knows I will be at his side in case he gets scared.
The neighbors across the street are having the outside of their house painted and during the day I can hear the painters from inside of our house and I don't like the strange sounds at all! BARK! BARK! BARK! But, if they come over to see me before they leave I may forgive them.
Talk to you later...Mo