Now I am a real live dog

Well, I guess my work is wearing down. She still cries and I still tease her, but she is handling day to day pretty good. I guess night time is tougher cause she makes those huuuh sounds. But the best part is when she is sad she likes to watch cartoons. We watched one the other night about an old guy who lost his wife and that part was sad, but then it got funnier. A bunch of dogs were helping another old guy (no wife) who wanted to capture some kind of big bird and I mean it was big. Even the bigger dogs looked tiny, next to Kevin. (That's what the kid in the movie called the bird.) Anyhow it was lots of fun and I won't tell you how it ends and spoil it for you, besides I want to see it again and I'll just forget and then it will be new for me too.
Other than watching TV she's been working on a new book. I don't know what it is about, but she says it's a departure for her. I don't know what a departure is, but if she's doing it, its got to be okay
And I've been very good. I finally figured a way to get through to her. I scratch at the front door and that means "I want to take a walk." If I ring the bells at the back door that means "I gotta go." Works out pretty well. This way I get more treats that scolds. I don't like the scolds so much. I'm like her and don't want anybody mad at me, not even for a little while.
I am nearly like all dogs now. I still provide comfort and face washes when she needs them but now I have time to run, jump in leaf piles an sometimes (Not often) bark. It's a dog's life and I love it.
I'LL COME BACK SOON AND TELL YOU ABOUT GETTING MOM OUTSIDE.