Ditto the Beagle

I’ve had a busy couple of weeks. Lots of people in and out of the house doing various repair things. I generally hate them but if they won’t leave I try to bark as much as possible to scare them off. This week the girl who lives next door has been coming by to walk me and play with me. Mom and Dad said she will be walking me when Mom goes back to work in a couple of weeks. I guess that’s ok because she is Walter’s human and I will get to play with Walter sometimes.

This weekend Grandma and Grandpa and cousin Max are coming to the house to watch me and the small human. I hope they are ready for all the crying! I’ve gotten used to it but they may not like it very much.

My grandpa from Virginia took this picture of me and my sister. I’m starting to like her more now that I know she isn’t here to take my food and toys.

I’m four today! I think that means I get to do whatever I want, whenever I want, however I want. Not entirely sure, though. Here’s a new picture of me and my sister.

A chipmunk has started to really torment me lately. He lives underneath the deck of our house and fairly often he comes up on the deck and just sits there, staring at me. Of course, I can’t get to him most of the time because the door is closed, so all I can do is sit there and whine and get angrier and angrier at this invasion of my territory. Mom won’t ever let me know because she knows that I’ll squash him. Dad does let me out sometimes because he thinks the chipmunk is faster than me and I’ll never catch him.

One day, little chipmunk, you will be mine….