My house is torn upside down. MB is doing laundry like crazy and ripping apart closets. My bones and blankets are in a strange house and the worst part.. its pouring rain! I’m *so* worried. Something is going on I know it!
Today we went and visited my new house. At least that is what they keep telling me. Whenever we go out and come home MB always tells me “home to Zoey’s house!” We walked down the driveway and that crazy MB was saying “Look Zo, its Zoey’s house!” Stupid woman was obviously lost. It clearly wasn’t my house, what was she thinking?
Despite the rain my first impressions were awesome! Big giant yard. Lots of squirrel’s. Oh and the grass tasted delightful. What more could a girl want?
My crazy red sister never stopped wagging her tail. She did make some strange sounds when we first arrived. I guess it isn’t just me who knows something is up.
Our favourite part so far is the finished basement full of carpet. We LOVE carpet even though MB says lots of bad words about doggies and carpet. It is the perfect spot to run around like crazy and wrestle. I was so thrilled with the carpet that I went into cavalier zoomies. MB just doesn’t make sense sometimes.
MB tells me that I’m going on vacation for a couple days to the farm with my sister. Something about not having to worry about us, and not stressing me out. I say any reason to visit the farm is a good one. I love going to the farm.
When I get home all of my things will be at my new house. She tells me not to worry but I can’t help it. What if MB forgets to pack my food or cookies?