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Thursday, June 17, 2010

He talked to me!

Hi friends.  Remember me telling you about the man who smiled for the first time when I visited him.  Well,  guess what?  He talked to me!   Hurray!!  I don't know what he said, but it doesn't matter.  He talked!!
There was another man in the room who kept asking Mom how old I was and how much I weighed.  She would tell him and then after a few minutes, he would ask again.  Guess he was trying to trick her up.  Anyway, he also asked Mom if I had any F- L -E -A -S.  I don't know how to spell, but Mom said I didn't.
Do you think it's something bad and he didn't want to hurt my feelings?  Should I worry about it?  He also wanted to know how I got along with C - A - T - S.  What the heck is that?  I get along with everyone!
I overheard my Mom & Dad talking last night.  They said I had a special gift.  They said that I was just what they always wanted and it was all because of my trainer.  Her name isValerie Paul and I like her.  She let's me kiss her and sit on her lap.  She scratches my ears and lets me play with Cody.  Cody is her special gift and he's my friend. 
I had a bad night a few nights ago.  There was this thunder storm and I got really scared.  I couldn't help myself and I have to pace and pant and try to hide.  Mom got up and let me lay on her lap until the storm was over.  She didn't get much sleep, but neither did I.  I hate being scared.  Are there things that you're scared of?  It's not fun.  Mom have me some pills, but they didn't help much.  I could still hear the thunder and see the lightning.  Mom need to find me some ear muffs and blindfold, but them I might bump into the wall.  I don't know what the answer is.  Do you?
I'll let you know how my week is going.  Sloppy kisses to all of you.

1 comment:

  1. Are the new pills not helping much? CJ, I think we're going to have to work on that.