Crime!

I haven't had much to say recently.
Honestly I didn’t really know how to face you all. I still don’t, I guess I’ll just come out and say it.
Someone has stolen my family jewels. They were there when I fell asleep and then, when I woke up, they were gone. It’s like those stories you hear about waking up in a bathtub full of ice. I’m ashamed, embarrassed, but mostly I’m determined to go on. I’m not going to let this ruin all the fun that is yet to come (even if it did ruin my chances of living off the stud fees).
Mom said I have to stay kind of mellow this week. She said maybe my gonads weren’t stolen, maybe they just fell off cause I was playing too hard or something. I don’t think this is true, because I was really attached to them, so I know they were attached to me too! Just in case I’m going to take it easy. I’ve got a lot of other parts that I like, and a puppy dog can never be too careful. I was down in the dumps for about 12 hours before I returned to my normal sunnier disposition. This down time helped in my quest to become Errol’s best Buddy in the world (or third best). What your about to see (If mom can show me how to upload videos) isn’t the most amazing cat dog love-fest you’ve ever seen, but it is the most amazing cat dog love-fest we’ve had in our household so far.

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Me eating food from my food bowl, and Errol drinking water from MY waterbowl. AT THE SAME TIME. Right next to eachother. AND THEN... Errol leaves the room and I just watch him go. I didn't chase him and he didn't run. amazing simply amazing.

Of course, we are hoping that Bogart gets to see his dad healthy and at home very soon.