Really, I only bark to protect my dog they call, 'The Golden'.
Yesterday, they took him out without me, but they never brought him back.
I'm still waiting for him.
They brought his collar home, so he has to come back for them to put it on, right?
I sniffed around his bed today. Something smells different. It's not right.
Not to mention, his bowl isn't the same. It's clean.
I'm feeling really tired.
There's something else that was out of the ordinary; they never take me out for walks alone. I always have my big one eye.
I don't want to leave Papi's side. I'm kinda scared. What if I'm stuck here with 3 cats and no big brother?
One dog. Alone.
My bitch person says I'm not a dog, but I am! Really!
I feel the same as my one eyed brother, only he's a gentle giant.
My people keep crying. I know something must be really hard for them, so I'm just going to be sad along with them, so I feel like I belong.
I don't know why they seem different when they hold me. It feels like they hold me a little tighter. I guess I'll endure their obsessive cuddling.
Even the cats are acting different.
The Bastard Prince won't even go on his bitch person to claim her. He's acting weird.
It's also much quieter here now. Not just the sound, but the energy. Quiet.
When I came in from my walk, I expected my brother to be here.
Something is definitely wrong.
It's not right without the one eye.
I'm pretty sure he'll be back for tonight's shift.
He has to show up for work. He has a job to do. He makes everyone feel so happy. He would never leave those ladies alone.
I'm so confused. I'm never without him.
It smells so different around here.
The call me Sir Bark-a-Lot.
But I only bark to protect my big brother.
I don't feel like barking today.
R.I.P. ol' one eye