My mom is feeling a little better today and said I could write on the puter. I have had a boring time these last few days. My mom has been making candles and I have not got to do anything fun.
My favorite neighbor came over today and I am glad. She makes my mom laugh and makes her day better. She loves me and I get to sit in her lap..I LOVE to do that. My mom says she has not met anyone as nice as my favorite neighbor and her human man. They were sent by God to make life better for my Dad and my Mom. My human neighbor is so thoughtful. She brings us stuff that makes us happy and always knows how to make us feel better. She was there when my brother Domino went to the place where dogs play all day and don't hurt no more and she made his grave look pretty. My mom has not been out there but one time. She said she is still too sad and she needs to be brave like me..I am a good dog and a Brave dog. My neighbor thinks about everything to do to make people happy. My mom is not good at that. She don't know what to do when people are sad. I DO..They just need lots of Pigue kisses and hugs. It makes my mom feel better. My Daddy don't like Pigue kisses but he lets me sit beside him and rubs my belly..I like that.
My Dad loves my human neighbors, too. The neighbor man makes my Dad laugh and feel better too. They go places together and have fun. Molly got to go with them to the place where you put trash at to be picked up by a big machine. I did not get to go. The neighbor man and my dad thinks I have forgot about that, but I don't forget nothing. I will get to go one day and I will show them that I CAN be a good dog.
My mom let me get a MySpace. I can talk to my nephew Pooh and my human brother and my human sister. I miss them. My mom says that not many dogs get there own myspace. She saysthat I am special and I am a good dog.
I have to go now cause my mom is getting sleepy and needs to try to sleep. She promises me that she will get up early tomorrow and I can have more time to play....Cause I am a good dog.
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