Okay, so here's the scoop...I overheard Aunt Julie talking to mommy, who is still in California. From what I hear, mommy isn't getting a lot of sleep due to the little addition to Grandpa's household family (yes, I said Grandpa has a newborn biped in his house...apparently you can teach an old 74 yr old male biped new tricks...PM mom if you have questions...maybe she'll even draw you a picture!)

Anyway, she's been sleeping on a crazy schedule, eating random stress food items, and driving around sunny California just because her rental car has free miles, so she doesn't care if she gets lost!

Okay, enough about mom, let's talk about me!! Freckles and I got to Aunt Julie's house and of course Freckles fell asleep in her dog couch. I, on the otherhand, chose to whine and whimper and pace around when everyone settled down to bed. I don't understand why I can't sleep with Aunt Julie in the big bed...something about how resident dog George doesn't, so I can't. SO WHAT!!? Shouldn't you treat your guest better than your own residents anyway? Besides, I'm small...I'll share the king sized bed with Aunt Julie and Uncle Mark.

Ooooh speaking of Uncle Mark...he has a big grill outside. Wonder if there's any grease that needs tending to...bark at ya later!