I've been at my foster home for more than 5 days now and I haven't had one single accident! I haven't messed up my crate or the wonderful blankets I have in "the big room" (that's where the toy basket is!) During the day, my mom makes me stay in my crate, so when she gets home after 8 or 9 hours I'm racing to the door to go outside, but I don't make a mess inside. Aren't I greyt?
I'm learning something new: magazines aren't for shredding. I tried that last night and mommy was SO mad. I thought she put it on the floor just for me. I didn't know. Then she yelled at me, and I went to my crate with my head down. I wagged my tail just a little when she came to close the crate door, but that didn't make her happy. I think she was smiling when she left, but I'm not sure. This morning, she was happy again, but I wouldn't walk by the chair where the magazine was. Another scary thing...like that stop sign pole. I promise I'll be good tonight...maybe the Cardinals will win if I'm better!
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