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This is the Life!

Wow, so much time has passed.

I don't know where to begin. This is June of 2005 and man are we having a heat wave. it's unseasonably warm and I'm not really liking it. Now, when we go for walks I usually try to avoid any and all water. I will go way out of my way to avoid my precious feet getting wet. I just don't like it. Well, yesterday, I discovered that those water things that spray water all over, my mommy calls it a sprinkler, are really not so bad. My boy was out playing under all this spraying water. So I figure if he's doing it it can't be all that bad. So I got closer and closer and soon found out it's quite refreshing. I ended up jumping right over that wild spinning thing. I grabbed a branch from the neighbours pile of clippings but mommy got mad cause I was making a mess so my boy went into the house and got one of my favorite chasing toys and we chased each other till we were both dripping wet. I don't think I've ever enjoyed getting wet so much in my liiiiiiiiiiiiife. What fun!!!
I guess I better go, my boy isn't feeling so great lately and I need to look after him. It's alot of work looking after these pets, lol. Bye for now.
Samson

The beginning of the story

Man did I ever land on my feet when I adopted these humans. My mommy spoils me rotten but I don't get away with murder that is for sure. She has eyes in the back of head I think. She doesn't miss a trick. Oh well, I'm loved and that's all that matters.
My boy is Cameron, he's 8 and I love him oh so much. I really like those white things that he wears on his feet. I hear mommy call them 'nosocks'. Weird name but they sure are fun to steal. I try my hardest to anyhow but I always get caught.
Mommy takes me everywhere that she goes along with my boy. But everyday we drop my boy off at this big building mommy calls school. I don't like it, I have to wait in the van but there are so many kids and I just want to say hello to all of them. Maybe some day.
My daddy is here alot for a couple weeks then he's gone in the day time for a couple weeks. Mommy calls it work. He likes to play with me but sometimes mommy has to stop him.
Daddy isn't the only one that goes to 'work'. I work too. Yup, I have a job. I get paid in treats. I go to a big building with lots of grandparent type people. I love them cause they give me lots of attention and they seem to love me. One man saves some cheese just for me. He's a nice man I like him. Mommy says I'm a therapy dog. I didn't know I was a dog but if that's what mommy thinks then we'll keep her happy.
I seem to be out of room so will write again another day.