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January 15th 2006 6:50 am
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I seem to have made my self right at home and found my place. My duties are; first thing in the morning, eat, get Chewy to chase me, play with the big guys shoe laces, try to trip anyone trying to go to work, and find a soft warm place to sleep (that big bed with the warm spot is always nice).
March 20th 2005 2:56 am
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Last night I thought I would go exploring, went onto the Big Slaves room. While I was in there I found a Square Cave, it had all kinds of soft stuff in there with lots of fresh clean smells. Well I had been in there a long time, then I thought it was time to leave but Chewy and the Big Slaves came in the room to go to sleep, Chewys' bed is next to the door to the cave, so I could not get out. On top of the cave is this box that has moving pictures and lots of sound that comes out and the slaves turned it on. It got pretty noisy in the cave and I got scared (yeah, I know Scaredy Cat). So I tried to get out by climbing up these things call shirts. I guess I climbed up the wrong side because at the top of the shirts were hangers with a shelf right above and I couldn't get out! So I started scratching, the Big Slaves thought it was Chewy at first but then opened the cave and saw me behind the hangers looking like I was in jail. When they let me out I was very scared but the lady slave held me and talked real nice to me and calmed me down. I am better now and Calvin and I are helping the man slave write this and drink his ice water.
February 3rd 2005 5:11 pm
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Calvin tried to run me out but I hung tough and here I am. Chewy has turned out to be a great pal. I like laying in the back room on the love seat with Calvin the sun and fire place make it nice and warm(wait where is the food?), also laying on my favorite chair and watching the world go by. Today the older male slave they call Dad, took a bunch of pictures for this. I also like my slave he keeps me entertained, when he's home then I go up stairs and play with Chewy. I guess (whats that, a bottle cap ring?! gotta bat it down stairs) I better go 'till next time.
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