I like my tail. See! Here it is. I like wagging it when I’m happy and when I’m playing, and when I’m sniffing in the woods. Sometimes when we’re in the car (I don’t really like the car) mommy and daddy open the window for me. When mommy drives I like standing on daddy and sticking my head out the window. It makes my tail wag. I sometimes hit daddy in the face with it. It makes him laugh.

I like my tail. It might be my favorite thing. It’s how I say yippee! and wow! and I love you!

My daddy’s friend Dale isn’t feeling well. She said today she’s feeling a little better. I hope she keeps getting better. This picture of my tail is for her because it’s my favorite thing.

This is my cousin Opie. He owns uncle Randy and uncle Jason. He runs fast. Real fast. I can’t run that fast.

He likes the woods too. When he comes over we all go for a walkie. He likes to chase sticks. He can bark really loud

Opie really likes my friends. Like frog and Tiger. But he likes them too much sometimes and parts fall off. Mommy and Daddy put my toys away when Opie comes over. But I know where they’re at. I still miss them.

Opie poops a lot.

This is Tiger. He’s my favorite. I’ve had him since forever. Mommy put a new heart in him and now he squeaks like some of my other friends. And ball.

Tiger likes it when I pick him up and shake and shake and shake him. Sometimes his insides start coming out. Mommy always fixes him.

Tiger has a tail too, but he can’t make it wag like mine. I love Tiger.