Dear Diary. Help me. Love, Arya.

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Dear Diary,

Help Me. I am being punished and I don’t know why. Mom brought home these “Puppy Pajamas” and put them on me. I am warmer, but I cannot move. Or Eat. Or walk. Or pee.

This has been the worst day of my life. Except for that one time at The Vet.

Until Next Time. Love,
Arya

2 thoughts on “Dear Diary. Help me. Love, Arya.

  1. theguster

    Oh, Dear! You do look uncomfortable. Cute, but uncomfortable. Why isn’t Jack wearing a pair? Is it because he has lots of fur to keep him warm? Well, I guess we’ll all have to hope you have real warm weather so you don’t have to wear those P.J.’s.

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