Doggie Dairies

Sophie POV

Not come check to see if I'm in my crate; I am. Don't close the door; it's not. Just go outside and lock the door; click slam. Yeah, when the peoples away the dogs will play; in the trash. Yum, last night was BBQ.

The Cookout

Henry POV

I love cook outs. When Dad makes a big fire in the big black thing we all behave very well because we all what some of the scraps that may come our way. Then when the meals over The People throw scarps down from the top deck at us: marshed potatoes, chicken, bread, etc. When the marsh potatoes hit the ground they exploed ,and slapter everywhere. This is dog heaven and food rains from the sky.

Maggie

I got hit with a marsh potatoe bomb; on my head.

Henry

Me too. But it tastes just as good.

Bear

Heidi

I saw a new dog. He was a white dog name Bear. He came up to the fence and I got to use my big dog bark. I think he wasn't scared of me. I was mad about that, but then Henry came over and acted like it was ok. I don't get it we're suppose to bark at other dogs.

Henry

Bear payed us other visit. He was a bet hairier then I remember, but he freaked out Heidi. Puppies, they have to bark at every thing that's new. It gets annoying.

Author's Note (AN):

Bear is a dog from about two streets over who likes to get out of the fence a lot and come over to our house. He a very friendly dog so if you see him let us know.