My over nights at Kenny's

So I'm a little late with my report. Mom was under the weather and I can't do the blog thing without her. I can make her write the words I want but, I can't make her turn on the computer if she's feeling punk.
Anyhow I want to tell you about my overnites with Kenny. Now he's a really good guy, but a little gruff. Okay so, his rules are different from Mom's, his house his rules. I can deal with that. Besides when I'm at his house I can play with Scar. He's Kelly's dog and is a little older, actually a lot older, but he still likes to play.
Kenny's house is kinda small, but outside you get to walk over some boards over the top of some water. Never saw the like of it. Dock he calls it. And if you look around you can see ducks. Scar doesn't see too good, so when I see some ducks I let him know.
First day was great, played and played till I was really pooped. Kenny put me in my room and I concked out.
Next day, more play with Scar. Kenny took me on my walk, just like Mom but, Ken is a no nonsense guy so I couldn't dawdle like I can with Mom.
After our walk, he goes into a strange dark room. It's like Mom's office but way more stuff in it. Lots of computers and paper and it's dark. I don't know how he can see in there. I can smell the paper but I can't get at it, so I lay in the sun and wait for lunch. Well lunch is a long time coming and now I gotta piddle. So I go into the dark room and tell Kenny I gotta go. He doesn't get it. He's not as easy to talk to as Mom. I told him over and over, "I gotta piddle, gotta piddle." but he's watching some stuff on one of his computers and pays no attention to me. So I said, "Hey man, man to man, I gotta piss." Doesn't register with him, so I went right there. Then he gets pissed, but it's his own fault, you gotta go, you gotta go.
All in all it was great but I was really glad to see Mom on Sunday, but I didn't want her to know I missed her so I didn't kiss her or try to get in her lap. She should not leave me for days, couple of hours okay, but 2 1/2 days. No way.
COME BACK NEXT WEEK AND I'LL TELL YOU ABOUT MY TOYS AND HOW THEY DISSAPEAR.