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My life

I know something's wrong

I know something's wrong with Cinders. She's not feeling well. I don't play with her as much anymore. She likes to sit on the bottom step and lay around. Now when we go outside I have to go on one side of a fence, and she has to go on the other side. I know to always go to the left and Cinders goes to the right.

Tugger's Here!

Oooh, ooh, oooh. TUGGER! *squeek, squeal, squirm* ooh, ooh! TUGGER! Why is this cage in the way? ooh,ohh,ooh, *screech* TUGGER! Why won't his mom let me out of the cage? OH, Tugger's in his crate here. I guess we can talk today until someone gets home and we can go play.

I met Scotch!

Well since Tugger's not feeling well his mommy took me over to her house and played with me there. I even got to meet Scotch. He was very big and jumping around so I was scared. I'm not used to big dogs like that. It was still fun to go somewhere different.