Today, I woke up and decided I had to go potty. So I stomped all over my masters and the man took me out. It was nice. I got to run around a little. Then, he made me come in and put me back on the bed with the lady.
He told me to "wake her up, Dixie!" I didn't really want to because I just wanted to lay down again myself.
Then he told me to talk to him. What does he think I am? A talking dog! So, I pretended and it seemed to make him happy. He started started to get dressed and I figured I had but a few minutes tops to lay down and relax...so I did.
After they were both up and ate in front of me, he left. When she started moving around more, I said, "heck with this - it's too early - so I went back down the hall to the bedroom and went to bed."
They just think its funny that I do this. I don't get it - I'm just a dog, what else should I do? That's me up there. Man, I was tired!!!
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