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I can remember when mom used to leave every morning and come back every evening. I didn’t like the day without her in it. All I had were the other dogs and dad, but I really missed mom. She would take us outside when she got home and give us treats.

Now, mom’s home all day and all night, and I love it. I know the other ones feel the same. But, you know, sometimes it’s boring when all mom has to do is watch us and love us and feed us and pet us. Now, since mom is home all day and night, I have to behave myself. And, believe me, that can be boring.

I used to be able to get in the trash sometimes, but not now! So, all I have to do is eat, sleep, and go outside seven or eight times a day. I’m telling you–it’s a dog’s world.

It is awful outside today; it’s 34 degrees, the wind is blowing so it feels like 24, and it’s raining. Can you imagine a worse day? Mom says she can but doesn’t explain. I feel like playing, but can’t go outside!!!

I went outside early this morning, but I instantly regretted it. I didn’t stay very long and neither did the others. Mom wouldn’t go out at all; she just stood at the door and watched the rest of us shiver as we did what we had to do. I hate it when humans watch.

I have tried to nap most of the day, but a girl can sleep only so much. Trust me, I have slept more than usual. Besides, sleeping is boring. And boring is something I am NOT.

I tried playing ball with mom in the hall. The hall is long enough, but when I tried chasing the ball down, I kept running into the walls or the door at the other end of the hall. Running into a wall or door is not exactly my forte. Besides, when you run as hard and fast as I do, it doesn’t feel good when you hit a non-moving hard object, especially if it’s made of oak. You should try it sometime if you think I’m kidding.

Wooly is in the computer room with dad, which is where he stays all the time as long as dad is down there. Hilde is asleep on mom’s bed–she doesn’t mind being boring. Kasha is lying on Paul’s bed and looking out the window to see if she can spot that goat that just wanders around out here. If she sees it, she will start barking, Hilde will join in; they will want to go outside and bark at it face-to-face, and I do not want to go outside. Well, I guess it would be better than sleeping or annoying mom. I keep wanting her to pet me, but she’s too busy on the computer. I just don’t understand the fascination humans have with computers.

Hey, hey, hey, it’s 76 degrees outside today; can you believe it? It’s supposed to be very cold because it’s December 30, and mom said it should be cold.

Dad had to go to the see the doctor today. It was just a regular appointment, and the doctor said he was okay. He has to have his heart checked periodically since his quadruple bypass surgery. The doctor also had the lab take about four vials of his blood—I guess to check his cholesterol and such. Dad’s all happy, mom’s all better, and since she is, I am very happy. It’s not cold outside, but I don’t want to stay very long anyway; I’m not hairy like Wooly and Kasha. Hilde doesn’t have much hair either, and we get cold quicker than they do, and the sun is going down.

After supper, I think I’ll try to get mom to go to bed; all I have to do is start beating on the door with my feet, and she gets the idea. I like to be on the bed because I can look out all the windows and let mom know if someone is coming. She appreciates me looking out for her. I really do look out for her, you know.

I can do more than just bark. I can jump off the bed, run around in circles, run backwards if I have to, and rear up on the window sill and then look at mom. I repeat this process if she doesn’t get up to see what’s going on. Being a burglar alarm isn’t my only talent, either.

Everyone is still full from yesterday, but mom is cooking some rice, so I guess I’ll try and eat some leftovers no matter what my stomach is telling me.

Gosh, it’s 75 degrees today, and being outside is great. I have been outside running around all day because mom left the front door open; this way she doesn’t have to get up everytime I scratch on the door–hey, if the door is open I don’t have to scratch. Mom was outside with me for a while, and I showed off like I always do. I ran the perimeter of the fence twice just so she’d know I was feeling good, although my stomach has felt better. I also ran the perimeter of our small brick fence that just goes around out little front yard, but it’s really not so little. I guess she must have put all of us out there when we were puppies so we couldn’t run off and get into trouble; it didn’t work–we got into trouble anyway because those squirrels live (or at least visit) our trees.

I found a strange scent up in the corner of our big yard and stopped to check it out. No sooner had I stopped than Hilde and Kasha came up to see what I had found; they always do that. They have noses, why don’t they find their own strange scents? I guess they are just not as smart or observant as I am. Or, maybe, they’re just lazy; that would explain a lot of things.

     I did not do very much today. I kinda watched all the dogs do their thing, and it was boring.
     My mom was sick today, and she stayed in bed almost all day. I, of course, stayed with her all the time, well, except for the times I had to go outside. And, would you believe it, I couldn’t find a bit of privacy today. Mom always makes sure I can be by myself for at least five minutes, but Wooly would not go away. Every time I turned around, there he was–watching. I finally gave up and went back in the house. Maybe mom will take me out later if she’s feeling better. Gracious, what a day!