Ditto the Beagle

I actually got back on Monday, but I was so tired that I’m just getting around to writing today. Yesterday I got to recover completely by staying home. Dad got home in the afternoon and I just slept all day on the couch. It was great. I had a good time at The Barkley but I was happy to be home. They did give me a fun new toy to play with that I got to bring home.

Mom is still refusing to let me sit on her lap when we’re in the car. Now I have to carefully balance myself on the little area between Mom and Dad while driving. It’s real difficult.

It got real cold here today. I think Dad said something about Winter coming!

Mom and Dad dropped me off at The Barkley today and aren’t coming back until Monday. I guess they are going to Maine to see Nana. But, the really big news is that I got upgraded to a poolside suite for a couple of the nights and the other two nights I get to stay in the Barkley Park! How great is that? I think it’s because everyone there loves me so much. I will probably like being by the pool so I can relax and sunbathe.

Today was a big problem. First, I didn’t get much sleep last night because Mom keeps moving me away from her. She says I am kicking her in the stomach, but I’m not doing it on purpose, I’m just trying to get some room to sleep. Every time she moves me, I try to move back until eventually I gave up and went downstairs to the couch. I’m not happy about this new attitude from her at all.

Then, I get to daycare and there are like 25 huge dogs there! That is unacceptable. Jacquie took pity on me because I looked so sad and let me sleep upfront with a stuffed animal. They need to limit the number of dogs, because it scares me.

I’ve been giving a lot of thought to this pending addition to the house. There could be some upside for me. One day it may try to give me lots of food that it doesn’t like to eat. That’s always a good thing. And, it probably will like to play with me a lot.

In the meantime, to show Mom and Dad how angry I am at not being involved in the decision making process, I’ve decided to start sleeping on the couch at night. Last night I refused to go upstairs until 3:00 in the morning when I felt it was time for me to eat. Then when Dad finally did feed me at 5:00 I went right back to the couch to continue my protest.

I’ll show them…