I did it. I broke out again.
I needed to find my girl. She left me yesterday, again. Why does she do that? I needed to find her.
Where is ‘college’? And why can’t she just stay here?
I miss her.
She understands me. She even cried the other night when I dug a whole chicken out of the trash. Well, not a whole chicken, just the bones. My girl said they are SO bad for me. She thought my insides might get stuck or somethin’. But, it was soooo good. I needed that chicken.
This is the last hole I dug out.
I love my neighbors.
I think my new friends who live there were doing some cleaning out. That open door was just inviting me in. And, like always, when they discovered a strange (but really cute) dog inside their home, they just laughed and loved me. (They always love me, seein’ as how I’m so cute and lovable.)
Then they called my mama.
They always find her number on the special necklace she made for me with her phone number on it. She said I have to wear it cause I’m special.