Bonnie thinks that she is older than me and that my mom is her mom. Bonnie thinks she’s my sister I guess. It’s kindof like Bonnie is my sister actually. It feels really weird when she’s not around.
We picked up Bonnie at the kennel today. We call it the “Barkitorium” because when Bonnie is there she just goes “bark-bark-bark-bark-bark-bark-bark” all the time. Then when she comes home, she has a sore throat and she sounds funny like this “buff-buff-buff”. I was trying to get her to bark so I could hear it but she won’t do it!
When I’m away, it’s kind of nice when I think about Bonnie because I always know what she’s doing. If I think “I wonder what Bonnie is doing right now?” I know that she’s probably chewing on her bone, or laying outside in the yard or sleeping on the couch. She’s always, you know, around. Doin’ the same stuff.
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