We went to the creek for my birthday. But since we were last there, the water is all gone, so I had to be content with digging in the sand. I love digging, back and forth, round and round, kicking it all over Mum and Dad, digging and digging until I get to the nice, cool stuff underneath and I can finally flop down in my new pit.
I got a present for my birthday, too. Mum made me a new bed for in the car, because Beau's big claws tore several holes in my other one. I like my new bed. It's clean and cool and doesn't smell of other dogs. It's all mine, for right now.
I jumped right in the car when Mum showed it to me, and because it was my birthday, I was allowed to sit there all on my own in the back with the door up. I made up for it later on by opening the front door while Dad was busy unloading the car. I went to visit David and Hope, but they've fixed their gate and I couldn't get in the yard, so I ran down the hill and visited Tom. I heard him talking to my mum on the phone and then he took me for a walk on the leash, but we'd hardly gone anywhere when my mum showed up and took me home. I wonder how everyone seems to know my mum's phone number?