Dear Diary, Love, Mom

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Dear Diary,

I might be getting to old for these neighborhood patrol duties. The other day, I had to rescue the dadgum possum in the back yard – again. This was the second possum rescue in two months. (At least this one was in the afternoon and not at 5:30 a.m.)

I was alerted by my neighborhood patrol colleagues that there was an intruder in the back yard. Why the possum chose to take a stroll across the yard in the middle of the afternoon, I have no idea.

Jack and Arya had the possum surrounded on the path and were barking to wake the napping. Jack was creeping closer and closer — and my calls for them to come to me were totally ignored.

The possum was not playing dead — she had her head up and was showing her teeth. I could just imagine her biting one of them. So I came up behind Jack and grabbed him by the tail. I pulled him to me, picked him up, and hightailed it for the back yard gate. Once the two canines were with me on the house side of the gate, I closed it so the possum could continue wherever she was going.

Someone told me later that possums eat lots and lots of ticks. If so, I’m grateful to her. But I don’t want any more possum rescues. Please, Ms. Possum. Stay out of the back yard. And please, Jack and Arya, no more possum hunting!

Love,
Mom

Dear Dairy. Love, Arya

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Dear Diary,

This has been the Worst Day of my life.

I found the most Beautiful Smell in the Back Yard and rolled in it. When Mom got home, she said I had to have A Bath! She even washed my Collar!

Worst of all, My Brother Jack didn’t have to get A Bath. He was Scared, so he Hid in the Closet.

Now my Ears are Tickley.

Until next time.

Love, Arya

PS Maybe tomorrow I can Play in the Back Yard again! ❤️

An Apology

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Dear Diary,

Mom says we owe An Apology To The Neighborhood for all the barking this morning.

We went out in the back yard and there was A Varmint there. Right in Our Back Yard. Right in The Ground

We barked and barked. Jack even ran down into the back yard.

Then Mom had to slide down the hill in her PJs and tell us to “Be Quiet!!!” And “Come Here!!!”

Mom said “Thank Goodness It Wasn’t a Skunk!!!”

Mom closed the gate so it can get away.

We need a nap now. After breakfast.

Until next time.

Love, Arya

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

Dear Diary. Love, Jack

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Dear Diary,

I have a new friend. His name is Andy. Andy came to the Blessing of the Animals and we played together. Andy’s Mom and my Mom are friends.

Andy and Andy’s Mom brought me a Present!

It was wrapped in pretty paper, so Andy helped to open it.

Mom and I were Very Happy. 😃 I wanted to keep them by my bed, but Arya wanted to lick them. Now Mom has two little Scotties on her piano in her office.

Mom said I can come and play with them later.

I hope I get to play with them and play with Andy, too.

That’s all for now. Love,

Jack