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Boy, is it ever cold today. I went outside early this morning and almost froze before I could come back in. I wanted to come in sooner, but mom said no. Mom said the temperature was 21 degrees. I’m not sure what that means, but I do know it is cold.

Hilde didn’t want to go at all, but mom made her. Wooly wouldn’t go period; he wouldn’t even come close to the door. When mom opened the door, the wind came blowing in and Wooly made a dash for the TV room. After that, he wouldn’t budge. He’s got lots of hair so I don’t know why he wouldn’t go outside. Hilde and I don’t have very much at all, and we went. He’ll have to go sometime today; mom will force him out. Finally, though, he went down to the computer room with dad; it’s really warm down there.

Of course, I stayed up here with mom. I think she’s going to bake something because she turned the oven on; I hope so. I guess I’ll find out sooner or later. Right now, it looks like mom is going to take a nap, so I guess I will too.

What a Tuesday! I was just minding my own business and trying to go to sleep on the couch when all of a sudden someone landed right on my pillow, just barely missing my head. I jumped up, growled my displeasure, bared my teeth, and was fully prepared to attack whoever had invaded my space. Well, it turned out to be Candy, my Border Collie sister, who had rudely interrupted my serene mood. She usually stays with one of my human brothers–Jason. I calmed down pretty quickly when I found it was Candy instead of Wooly. Candy wanted to play; so, I complied. Mom let us outside in the big front yard, and Candy began running around like she had never been out there before; what a dork. Nevertheless, I began chasing her, and she began running really fast; she’s a lot faster and skinnier than I am. I never did catch her, although she almost let me sometimes. After about five minutes of exerting myself to no avail (I was really panting and awful thirsty), I was ready to go back inside and get on my couch. She still wanted to play, but mom stepped in and told both of us to get back in the house; boy, was I glad. Mom took me one way when we got back in, and Candy went the other way to find someone else to bother. I think she must have because she didn’t bother me anymore; besides I wanted to take a nap and did as soon I quit panting.