Hey Roge and Ellie!

I can't explain this, but lately I don't feel like biting my master
so much. I think it has something to do with the fact that he feeds
me. I don't know, biting the hand that puts my dish on the floor
seems a little ungrateful. But you know what's still fun? Waking him
up about four in the morning for absolutely no reason! Drives him
nuts. I've got a great bark right now. I can do either shrill and
piercing or deep and resounding, depending on the situation. Well,
gotta go chew some moulding. Laterz!

Shadow, it's good to see that you're moving away from biting the hand that feeds you - it's a sign of dog growth. What you should move into now is the more adult pursuit of occasionally maiming your master. I know that Master Craig and I had tremendous fun when I broke his nose by running straight at him when he was sitting quietly in the park talking to Mistress Liz and concentrating the force of my entire body into that small part of the nose that supports his glasses. He also seemed to enjoy the time when I drew blood trying to shake hands with him - well, he should put his hand out or of course I'll end up scraping his shin.

I can see that waking your master up at 4am should still be fun - but eventually you'll leave that behind too. I suspect that before long with that bark of yours you should be able to stop your master sleeping altogether. By the way, it sounds like your bark is breaking - the fact that you can now bark high and low is very exciting - use it while you may. Shortly you'll end up with a less shrill deep bark - but in the meantime enjoy your ear piercing bark - I know that Ellie always enjoyed creeping up on Master Craig and then shrilling in his ear - oh, the fun reactions she got. Unfortunately, I wasted my shrill bark sitting waiting for a new master at the RSPCA.

Moulding is very good for keeping the teeth clean and the gums nice and healthy. You should keep this up at least once a week so that you don't suffer from doggy breath. I know that Rusty 1 has the most dreadful doggy breath - it's clear that he hasn't chewed any moulding in his whole life!

The contraption progressed again - I'm going to fit a tennis racquet grip to it for control. Master Craig brought an old tennis racquet down to the garage yesterday and I'll strip the grip from it so that I can put it on the prepared broom handle.

Take me to the next diary entry!

I'd be very happy if you'd sign Master Craig's visitors' book before you leave (he won't create one for me).

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