I was not very well-behaved yesterday. I got into the frog food and ate some. Daddy had a talk with me about being a dog and not a frog. I shredded the newspaper. I picked through the trash in the bathroom and tried to eat daddy's old razor. It's sharp! And I still eat grass every time we go outside -- I hope the maintenance people will cut it soon so that it won't tickle my feet anymore.
I've told you how much I like to sleep right? Well, I sleep through the whole night now and don't have to go outside at 3 am anymore to go potty. But I do have to get up at 5:30 am with mommy to go outside. I don't like getting up, so when her alarm clock goes off and she gets up, I hide under the covers next to daddy's legs. Somehow, she always finds me....
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