Tough Job

Another tough week. Mom doesn't seem to get it. She has to get out of the house, but she is getting lazy. Potty training means to her I ask to go out and do my business. Well, what she forgets my job is to take care of her and if she just lets me out, then she doesn't get the walk she needs. Bill must have had a heck of a time getting her to exercise. She hates it. Hate it she may but I think she hates poopy carpets more. I'll just be patient with her.
She takes good care of me, but forgets to take care of herself. I think she isn't sleeping much cause late at night, sometimes into the morning I still hear the TV.
Today she went out and bought another gate, frankly I'm glad she did. I kinda like the smaller area. The only thing that I liked about being able to go all over the house was looking out the front window. But I figured out if I scratch at the front door she gets the leash and out we go. Then I can see what is going on out front.
There are leaves all over the lawn and they make the neatest crunching sound when you run through them. I think I like fall. Don't think she is fond of it though. I guess you are supposed to take the leaves away from the yard and some noisy truck sucks them up. She isn't a yard person but rather than ruin Bill's lawn she blows them out to the street. Last week a nice man from across the street, Jerry she said his name is, took them away with a machine he rode on. Neat, but it didn't last long,next time the wind blew down came more. Mom says she is very lucky, to have such nice neighbors. I like them too, nice folks.
I have to get to sleep now, cause Mom is tired. The redhead Kelly says, when she was a kid, Mom would get cold, and Kelly had to put on a sweater. I guess she was silly even before I met her. But it doesn't matter I love her anyway.
I'M NOT GOING TO TELL YOU WHAT I WILL REVEAL NEXT WEEK, CAUSE RIGHT NOW I DON'T KNOW.