September 1st 2008 9:30 pm
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So it was a long weekend. First, I was left alone for hours on Saturday (a Saturday!). Mom had some weird necklace on that was made out of fake Buckeyes. I think she said something about football. She was in a good mood when she got home, so I guess her team won.

Mom had one of my two-legged cousins with her when she got home. It was the 10 year old (the oldest). She's a good kid and all... but she was all snugged up with Mom on the couch. So instead of being able to snuggle next to her like usual, I had to snug on Mom's lap. She rubbed my tummy until I decided to get down. Okay, maybe that wasn't such a bad thing after all.

Then the next day Mom and my cousin were outside so that the kid could paint some stuff. It was hot. I don't like to be outside when it's hot. But I had to be out there to keep an eye on things and protect Mom. The things I do. The good news is that the neighbor (the one who thinks I'm super cute and always pets me and sweet talks me and tells me how cute and sweet I am) came by. She was talking to Mom so she pet me even longer than usual. Okay, maybe that wasn't such a bad thing either.

Then we took my cousin home. Insert a long-suffering sigh here. See, the kid and her family have... I can't even say it... a... a... puppy. The spastic thing used to at least be smaller than me, so I could just get up on something to get away from it. Now it's a little taller than me (Mom says it has a long way to go cuz it's a Labradoodle) so it's harder to get up and away. She's still not so great on the stairs though so when it gets too unbearable, I can just fly upstairs. As usual, she just would not leave me alone!!! That gets on Mom's nerves, too, so we didn't stay long.

Then today Mom was home again. Something about no work because of a holiday. Now normally I'm all for Mom being around. I don't like when she goes to work and leaves me alone. But. It was a long weekend with not nearly enough napping and this pup is tired! Wish Mom would go to bed, but nooooo. I like to hit the sack early and get a good 12 hours or so a night. But Mom's a night owl so she's still up and is making sounds about actually going outside again (something about "rent"...).

It's such a rough life...

Later dogs,

Abe