September 4th 2008 7:59 pm
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Even pooping, apparently. Yay me, I totally pooped in dad's car a few weeks back. It's mom's fault. It was my first time staying over at dad's house, and she forgot that I need a good walk before I'm going to go poop. Or a good car ride, apparently. So she was taking me out to pee, but not walking me far enough to do the whole thing, y'know? So on the way home, I REALLLY had to go, and so I did. I even kept my balance! Mom says the fact that dad didn't dump us after I pood in his car proves he's a keeper, I say the fact that he lets me ride in his car in the first place, much less poo in it, is reason enough. But whatever. I was really good at his house. I like it there...he has carpet! And he cooks fun things. And if I'm really good when he's cooking, he gives me a piece! For the first few times we were over there, I had to sleep in the hallway on my blanket when they went to bed, but last time they let me sleep in the bedroom with them, and I was awesome. I didn't chew up anything. I did wake them up at 5:30 am. But that's when Mom usually takes me for a walk, and it's not my fault they stayed up late. Dad took me out in his underwear that time. I think he was a little tired still.