It’s another Monday.

Mondays are generally okay, except that my body is used to sleeping in, and I wake up at 6ish, so it’s hard to get out of bed. But afterwards my day usually goes well.

My dog, Rusty, is lots of fun! He sheds a lot, though. He likes to run, and wrestle with my dad, and chase squirrels, and eat. Speaking of which, I think that Rusty is part cat. And mouse. Because he likes to drink milk and eat cheese and fish. And peanut butter. We have several different nicknames for Rusty:

Rusty dog

Sneezy

Stinky

Wiggle Butt

Fuzzy-kinz

Question-mark Tail (…do I need to explain?)

Puppy

Wusty

Rusty is super silly. After he takes a bath (by the way, he hates water) he rubs his head sideways on the carpet to get water out of his eyes. And during dinner, or sometime in the vicinity of dinner , he does a little dance where he spins around and grabs his tail again and again.

ibby out.