I went to visit Mama and Papa Mullins on Sunday. Curly and The Guy had lasagna for lunch. I just wanted to smell it, but they wouldn't even let me near the plate. When The Guy wasn't looking I did get to lick his plate.
Curly is still really stressed about work. She told me she's going to be going on a trip at the end of February, so I hope that helps her loosen up. I really hope she'll consider taking me with her. I'm afraid The Guy is going to forget to give me my dry cereal every day. I also don't like staying with him because the only time he let's me stay outside for more than two minutes is early in the morning. I don't want to be out in the morning, but he just doesn't get it. I would like to be outside in the afternoons, but every time I find something interesting to do in the yard he makes me come in. I don't know what he's worried about, it's not like I can go anywhere.
I hear Grandma Hopkins is coming for a visit this weekend and I really hope Curly takes me to visit her. She always gives the best treats.
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