Everything is itchy. All the time. Sometimes in the night I get itchy in the middle of the night. I like to get on the bed to scratch and shake just so that I’m not alone in my misery. Normally someone wakes up to be a part of my pain.. which leads to a pill being shoved down my throat… which leads to being consoled with treat and being told I’m a good boy. So allergies are maybe ok.
Sometimes when I want to play and no one wants to play with me, I play with the ball. Alone. It’s easy to roll it for myself and run after it. Additionally Katie and Homer often stop what they are doing to “ooo” and “aww” at me. I’m pretty impressive.
Yesterday we went hiking!
Ever since we moved to Los Angeles, this is something we do all the time. This is probably my most favorite ever.
I don’t have to walk on the leash and there are lots of other people and dogs and we all just walk! We walk on a path! We walk on a path in nature! That’s what we do!
I feel like my inner wolf really shines in this environemnt. I mark our path so we don’t get lost. I lead the way to spot any danger ahead of time. I’m very brave.
I got a little worried today because Katie started pulling out a bunch of clothes. Normally this means “SUITCASE”. But there was no “SUITCASE”. She told Homer it was time to put away winter clothes. And then everyones sweaters went into a box. I was sad because I love my sweaters. I wonder if I will ever see my sweaters again.
Dad spoke the words, “I’ve never given a dog a bath.” I was struck with pure panic. It was happening. The water was running. The shampoo was out. There was no where to hide. And then it began…
But then it was over!
Was happy that mom came back but she’s happy too. And that means a lot of selfies.
Sometimes I got with Katie to the “STUDIO”. I like going because there’s always someone with nothing to do and I can convince them to play with me.
Parts of the the “STUDIO” aren’t as fun. Katie is always going into the other room and leaving me in the “CONTROL ROOM”. I get worried when Katie goes into the other room. But I can hear her singing still so I know she’s alive. I get very confused because it sounds like she’s singing right next to me but I KNOW she’s in another place. Humans definitely have magical powers. Katie does anyway, I don’t know about all humans.
But most of the time at the studio I sleep or people play the with me when they are bored. They always say, “Cheeto is such a good studio dog!”. It’s funny to me because I don’t know how you could be bad at it. All you have to do is act like you normally do. But being yourself doesn’t come naturally to everyone I guess. Counting my blessing.