How Swiftly Pass the Days

I haven't written in some time, but that is her fault not mine.  She's cleaning out her office and frankly I don't know how she finds herself in there.  Of course, for me it's great, I love paper.  How it crunches when you bite it and how it sounds when you tear it.  That's the best part, oow I love that noise.  And it is fun to see her run to try to catch me and get whatever I have stolen back.  Sometimes she sees what I have and says,"You little runt, drop that!"  But other times she says"Oh for Pete's sake, keep it you little ninny." How's a guy supposed to know which is which? 
I've actually gotten a little older.  I guess that happens when you are around awhile, but I amtalking about how I've improved.  Yeah, that's right improved.  Now she trusts me to behave when she goes out shopping or whatever it is she does, when I let her out of my sight, and I don't have to go to my room.  Usually I go anyway, I like my new big boy bed. 
Today is Thanksgiving so she'll probably be gone a while.  I guess it is some sort of a ritual as they always do the same thing they did the last time they did it. 
Very confusing if you ask me.  But, do be careful on those roads so I can talk to you again.
You're fun.
I'll talk at you later, soon, very soon, I promise
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Rough week

Well this is going back a couple of weeks, cause herself was under the weather and I had a rough time of it as well.
It's Sunday and she comes down to let me out of my room and out to do the necessaries. She opens the door and guess what I can't stand up. My legs won't work. She's all dressed up cause it is church day, but I guess I really worried her cause she took me to a pet emergency place. They took me in quite quickly which surprised me cause Mom said, "emergency departments usually take a long time."
Well after pushing and poking me they decided, nothing was broken and I had sprained my hips. Probably caused by too much and too high jumping. Geeze, I'm a little dog. How do they expect me to get up where I need to go? No wings, can't fly, so I jump. I have to guard the street you know. No one man or beast goes up that street without my notice. The docs gave Mom some pain pills and they really helped at least for the first day. I whimper when I think the jump will be too high and she lifts me up. But after two days, I'm back to my old self. Run, jump even dance, no pain, nothing, pain is gone.

Grinch Christmas

Hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas. Mine was okay. Mom doesn't like holidays much. She left me for a little while on Christmas Eve, but she came back in time for ice cream. Which is good. Everything was great the next day, she gave me treats. Problem was I ate too many of them. Hurt my belly. In the afternoon Kelly and Kenny came over. We were all sitting around the kitchen table and Kenny says, "Hey, Widget is just like the Grinch's dog. Give me some cardboard." Kelly hands him some paper and he says, "No cardboard and get me some sissors."

Now I'm wondering what the heck he is up to. Well he cuts out some crazy shape and then pokes holes in it. Then he grabs the gold cord from the box of the bath stuff he gave Mom for Christmas and threads it through the holes. And, you won't believe what he did next! HE PUT IT ON MY HEAD. I tell ya I was mortified. And then, and then they all take pictures. Like I want this humiliation perserved forever. I was a good sport and didn't wiggle or bite at the dang thing, but boy oh boy did I want to.