I think I'm gonna like it here!
This is called 'grass'.
Evidently, all my puppy eyes
finally got to the tall guy
and he said that we could stay here.
So we have been busy for the past week
trying to find a new place to live.
The tall guy promised me that it would have
(he said this was the MOST important thing)
3) my very own door that I can go
in and out when I need to at 3AM.
He doesn't seem to like getting up
and taking me outside that early in the morning,
but when you gotta go,
you gotta go.
So that is why we haven't been around much lately,
just in case you were wondering,
but I know he reads your blogs in bed every night
before he goes to sleep.
He said he spent all day yesterday
dealing with something called
I asked him how many gauges he needed,
and that if we could stay here,
I would buy him some.
I'll let you know what happens!