I’m home alone this weekend with Dad. Mom left with one of those things with wheels and a handle. Don’t like those. I know it means I won’t see her for a few days.
It’s been pretty quiet. Of course, since Clementine left it’s always too quiet no matter what.
That busy little crazy puppy is here sometimes but thankfully Dad keeps her away from me. I’m not ready for any new friends yet. Although she does smell kind of interesting and she likes to do the midmorning bark.
I wonder if Dad will let me watch the story of those Dalmatians? I’m always amazed that those puppies are still missing but I howl my heart out to help with the twilight bark.
Anyway, Dad has brought me lots of treats and I’ve been getting a lot of ear scratches so things aren’t a total loss. If it would just stop raining at night without Mom to look after me, everything would be as good as it can be I guess.
The Win Man