Home Buddy's Journal 2019
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December 22: Dad says it's the first day of Winter. I'm not sure what that means, but it is cold in the morning when I want to go out and hunt in the back yard. The house is all decorated for Christmas. I don't go upstairs very much, any more, cause it's hard. Unless there's a storm and I go up and sleep in the closet. Most nights I sleep on the library sofa. I get up around 5 and bark at the bottom of the steps and Mom comes down and takes me out.