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January 23rd 2012 3:08 pm
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Now that I'm a workin pup I'm gettin smarter and smarter alla the time. Know what I learned today? If you get into your car an drive up to a house and just sit there next to the window the people inside will give you their foods!!!! Mom an me have done that a few times since I started workin with her. It's a real cool trick. You pups otta try it sometimes.
Oh great Dog! Will you lookit the time. I'm late for my mid afternoon nap. A workin pup gots to stay on schedule.....
Woof atcha later pups
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January 13th 2012 8:47 pm
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Wow it's beened a really longer time since I wrote in my diary. Me an Old Stink-face an Mom moved in with my Gram so we can help her out. But 'cause me an Old Stink-face fatso butt head don't get along I have been goin to workin with Mom every day. Let me tell you that workin stuff is HARD! I have to run up and down the hall an check in with Scott who works in the nuther office (an he shares his lunch with me)then I take a little nappy on the couch, then I play with some toys and sometimes MOm leaves me all alone an 'in charge'. She even says 'You're in charge while MOmmy is gone' before she leaves. That is a huge responsibility ya know. When we get home from workin at night I'm sooooo tired. I like to lay in Gram's lap an I fall asleep while she is pettin me. Gram tells Mom she is makin me work too hard! Mom keeps sayin she needs to find a pet sitter for me but until she figgers out what to do I'm gonna keep bein a 'working pup'.
August 19th 2011 9:03 pm
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I got attacked in my backyard tonight. There I was mindin my own business and I went into the grass. Momma started yellin at me to come back but I dint listen then alla of a sudden I felt sumthin sprayin me.....I tried to runned away but the spray just kept followin me....so I runned the nuther way....Momma is yellin at me to come to her but I couldn't get away from that stoopid sprayin....I keeped running away but it kept followin me............Momma finally runned out into the grass and scooped me up.......turned out that we had a bad old rain bird in our yard. Those things are really bad. Good thing Momma was there to save me.
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