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It’s been like 100 dog years

Dear Diary, It’s been a long time. I’ve learned so much! I mastered the chewing game, even though my sister Macy said it’s ok to pull out all the stuffy stuff and chew up the squeak thing, it is not. My most favorite first toys had to be tossed because they had no stuffing and someone chewed them to pieces. I learned that we are only supposed to do the business outside. That took awhile. I don’t get scolded anymore though. I’m a good, good boy! I also learned if I stay really still in the bed mom won’t make me get down. I like the bed. The moms bed is the best place in the whole house. Plus my baby brother is too little to get up there. I am King of the bed! I learned we get treats when we go in the crate so I go in the crate every time mom has a treat bag. Sometimes she closes the door and locks me in and sometimes she laughs at me but I get a treat anyway. I’m going to keep going in there. Treats are yummy. I learned that the old girl Maggie doesn’t like to play. I don’t know why. I just leave her alone now. She’s not that nice anyway. I learned the cats aren’t that fun either. They just run away and jump the fence. They don’t know how to play. I ignore them too. Their kibble is pretty good though. I grab a bite / eat the whole bowl every now and then when nobody is looking. We got a new baby brother. He’s small but mighty. Mom says he was a surprise adoption but I think he’s great. We play all the time. He lives squeaker toys and wrestling too! He’s kinda small. Something about being a dorkie. Mom says that’s a doxie mix like me but with a Yorkie … whatever that means. I guess it means small cause Beau is pretty puny. I learned that if I lick a sleeping mom on the mouth just one time she gets cranky but doesn’t yell. It’s the best way to wake her up. Apparently climbing on her head and biting her hair was not the way. She also doesn’t like it if I lay on her chest and lick her face relentlessly until she starts yelling and trying to get away. It took a little while but i figured out who takes us out to potty. I think I just heard someone open a pack of cookies …. gotta go! Love, Charlie age almost 5 months

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