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Kasha was being a pain today. She didn’t want to do anything. She wouldn’t go outside and play with me or Hilde. Wooly was still upset about his teeth and so was still cranky. Last night he was very sleepy and did not even try to eat his rice. He was really upset when he couldn’t chew his Milkbones, and all he did was growl at me when I ate mine in front of him. Hey, it’s not my fault mom made him go, and now he has a sore mouth. But, boy, you should have been around when he tried to bite that bone. He doesn’t scare me though; he’s mostly all bark and no bite–no pun intended (hee hee).

     Kasha and I had fun today play fighting. She runs and I catch her, we rear up on our back legs, and use our hands to give each other a high five. I know humans must think this is crazy, but it is harmless fun. But, we always quit when we see mom coming towards us waving her arms and yelling incoherently. She is such a spoilsport. I don’t know what she is thinking, but I am in control all the time. But, then, tomorrow is another day (where have I heard that before?).