Today I accidentally bumped into you when I was excited to go get the ball outside in our yard. Sorry little dude. I didn’t mean to make you fall and whap you into the ground. I felt bad, and that’s why I gave you the ball. Sometimes you make me feel frustrated dog feelings when I have to chase you to get the ball. I mean, come on little guy, just throw the ball. You’re getting to be a really smart human. You even knew where the ball was when we went outside! That would have take me a whole five minutes to have sniffed it out, but nope, not with Leo by my side. You were all, “BAHHHHHH ba-ba-baaaaaaa!” Which we all know means ball.
I love you little guy. Thanks for playing ball with me, even after I bumped into you, sometimes.
When you let me lick your oatmeal banana hands this morning, it made me feel really happy inside. Thanks baby!
This morning I heard you moving around, so I woke mom up.
She was in her sleep zone with a weird thing over her eyes so she couldn’t see me. So I decided to lick her arm instead. It seemed the best bet, you know? Well, sigh, she didn’t get up, so I flopped really loudly down onto the floor, that seemed to work better.
You’re sleeping right now. Your bum is up in the air, your hands are tucked underneath your tummy and you have a big sigh happening from your mouth. I just wanna nuzzle underneath your tummy and snuggle you, but mom said no. So, you’re sleeping without me. I’m going to go sleep now too in the sun by the window. I’ll see you in my dream. OK, night night baby.
When you threw carrots when mom wasn’t looking to me, that was so nice. High paws!