Now that Linus is sleeping, albeit in Sally's bed, I can get something done. I think after all the attention yesterday during Kerry's mom's 70th birthday party, he expected the same thing today. Boy, was he wrong... kind of.
If he lives long enough to write in his journal tonight, this is what it would say...
After a very busy day yesterday, I had an uneventful sleep. Dad woke me up to go out before his bike ride, stupid Dad.
Mom got up on the wrong side of the bed because I wouldn't go back to sleep after my morning pee and poo. I tried to wrestle with Sally, I don't think her eyes were even open, so she wasn't too cooperative. Then I had to go out for another poo. Eat breakfast, wrestle, bark, get shushed because Shaun worked graveyard and is sleeping all day, stupid kid, I need someone else to bite and he always tastes like beef, bark again, get tossed outside again, dug a hole while Mom blinked, tried to eat a beer bottle cap, got it taken away, got a treat instead, psyched Mom out by pretending to nap.
Then I decided to try for round 2 of wrestling, barked a few really high pitched barks that Mom now recognizes as "I HAVE TO PEE!" Too bad she's a slow learner so I had climb into my nice clean bed and pee in it. Got tossed outside again because pee flows downhill, who knew, and my feet got wet. I didn't see what the big deal was but Mom looked disgusted. Pooped again. What are those people feeding me? Then I got called inside again, I think Mom is trying to get stuff done. I tried to help her load the dishwasher and lick everything clean to help preserve water but she didn't like that. Sally decided it was time to go out again and so I went too. Then Mom decided it was nap time and brought us both down to her craft room, where I promptly emptied my bladder under the table. I honestly don't know how my feet got wet.
So outside again, to help Mom move a shrub from the front of the house to the back. I tried to help by trimming the shrub with my teeth, boy, Mom must not have had her coffee today, she sure yells lots. Then I figured I would help her dig the shrub back up because it looked like she had fun doing it the first time. Then Mom yelled something like "THANK GOODNESS YOUR DAD'S HOME!" and she packed me to the gate and dropped me there infront of Dad. And she ran in the house and I haven't seen her since. I wonder if she's upset that all this took place before noon today.