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Good morning Dad,
It is Thursday morning in Portland, , which means that G-Mom, cleans up before she leaves for work. Thursday is always knitting group night so the house has to be spotless. Knowing that, I stayed right by the cabinet near the kitchen sink. I remembered Dad, that she has to open it to get the cleaning supplies and the watering can to water the Thursday plants. Well I waited and waited, G-Mom even asked me what I wanted. Usually I stay in the same room with her, but I am not under her feet like that pest Slobbie. Finally, she took the watering can and left the kitchen for the living room and that is when I made my move. I know that my bag of tennis balls are under the sink and that it would take about three minutes for G-Mom to water the plants in the living room. We have some new seedlings and that always takes her longer. Anyway I found the bag and got a tennis ball. Boy was she pi–ed! As you know, I lock my jaws around those suckers and do not let go. Well here is the thing, I am not allowed to have them if G-Mom is not home, because Slobbie and I always get into a fight over them or worse yet, I chew them up. I am not allowed to chew on the little pieces because G-Mom is afraid I will choke. She is just so compulsive!

I was allowed to have it for a while, but when it was time for G-Mom to go to work, I was asked to drop it. Like that was going to happen!!!!!!!!!! So G-Mom put , who is just such a sweet friend, and that bitch Slobbie in our play room and took me into the kitchen to give me a bone. It was so hard, but I finally gave in, dropped my tennis ball to catch my bone…STUPID ME…..now I have to wait until the Sunday cleaning routine before I can try again to sneak a new tennis ball.

All the snow is gone and I am scheduled for maintenance this weekend. I have a bath and brushing, G-Mom is allergic to large quantities of my hair, on Saturday morning. Bet I can nip one of the groomers if G-Mom forgets to tell them to muzzle me. Then on Sunday morning I get my check up and shots. Not a fun weekend. Hope I can go to Dunkin Donut for the paper and a Munchkin as a treat!

G-Mom mentioned that you may be coming up soon. Can’t wait to see you. I do miss you Dad.
Love, Ellie

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