Other dogs don't like me much. I can't figure it out. I'm a nice girl, I like to share my toys, sometimes, I like to play, and I don't say mean things to other dogs. But for some reason, other dogs don't see me the way I really am.
There is a big black dog that lives in my building. I run into her from time to time, and she sniffs at me and then she barks really mean in my face. What's the deal? So I pretend to not care, that it doesn't hurt my feelings, and I don't give her the time of day. But you know what? It kind of does hurt my feelings. I wish I had more doggy friends.
Papa keeps asking me if I would like a puppy sibling. I think that would be really fun! I wonder if Mama knows about his plan to bring a puppy home. I would take good care of my new brother or sister, I would look out for them, and make sure they learned their place in our family. I would let them play with my toys and I would share my cookies. I would be their best friend, and they would be mine. I hope Papa brings home a new puppy for me soon...
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