So Tired

Wow, it's been a busy month or so. We had lots of snow which was so much fun. My best friend Huck and I played for hours every day. Then I hurt my toe, but my human took me to the needle man and they made it all better.

Huck is settleing in to our routine. He is so funny when he sleeps, he sleeps whole heartedly. Like stretched out and snoring. He does like to sleep in my bed which isn't cool at all though. My human says he has to go to the needle man to get fixed. I didn't know there was anything wrong with him, but apparently he's broken. Speaking of broken, Rowdy, how is your food lady? Did she get her arm fixed?

I want to go to the park, do you want to go and meet Huck? You'll like him, he's just like us, but smaller.

Massy

We're out of Chewies: please call 911

Dear reader,
The food lady is a failure. She is out of chewies which means I am out of chewies. She say's she'll get new chewies on Friday, not to worry. Does she know its only Thursday now? Apparently not.....
The food lady bought me a snuggy. I hate that snuggy. I'm working on eating the arms off. That'll show the food lady, no chewies for twenty four hours. I think she must have been dropped on her bed head as a baby.
Huck, welcome to the family.
Good day; I must now chew off my own arms.
Rowdy