Life with girls. By Porter.

So, remember how I said HeLa was smelling good?  Yah, it goes on forreeevvvvveerrrrrrr.  She tells me off all the time, I guess she doesn't like my nose up her butt.  Weirdo.  Well now she has hired Pounce to tell me off! What the heck!  All I do is raise my ears way up cause it makes my nose work better and BLAMMO!  She bites me in the face.  I'm not sure how she can bite me in the face when she's across the room, but somehow, she does it.  I wonder where she gets the money to pay Pounce?  I don't think she has a job, she's three crates down from me in the daytime and I don't ever see her leave...plus I don't think she can work her crate to get out.  Either way, No Fun Pounce...sigh.

HeLa tried to scare momma.  She drank lots and lotsa water cause it's hot and she was running around with NFP and when she came in her tummy was all big.  I TOLD momma it was just water, but she got worried, I guess dobermans can blow up like balloons?  I did not know this...kinda seems like a design flaw.  Momma said it can happen to any of us, but I have never had a balloon in my belly.  Anyhoo, she's all fine now, silly momma.

OH OH OH!  All the dinosaurs hatched!  They go CHEEP CHEEP CHEEP and sound like snacks when momma is trying to catch them.  I wish they weren't in a pen in the chicken pen.  There's lotsa them, no one would ever notice if I played with one a little bit.  There are more in the bathroom down the hall but they only go cheep cheep cheep so I think they're littler and fewer, we only got one from the box on the table but momma brought more home last weekend too.  I dunno why we have so many dinosaurs with feathers.  Oh....momma just said, if anyone wants to buy chickens, (chickens?  I thought they were dinosaurs) to let her know!  She has lots for sale cause she's SICK OF FIGHTING WITH THE RAVENS she says.

That's it for me!  Someone tell Pounce to stop biting my face please....

Me n Eva