Last night I slept very well, but I did convince mom to take me out one time. Another time, about an hour later, I tried again and she ignored me and told me to go back to sleep. I called her a bad name, quietly. She really meant it, so I went back to sleep until it was time to get up.
In the morning I helped mom make a fire again. Yesterday when I helped, I stole kindling. Today I stole a whole big wad of newspaper! It makes the best sounds, and it falls apart when you shake it. I love it.
In the afternoon I decided to test a lot of things that mom calls "house rules". I chewed on the floor, or tried to, and she told me no. So I did it again. She said no again, and I ignored her. Then she gave me a stuffed chicken to play with and I dropped it and walked away and acted really mad. She ignored me. I went behind her chair and started pulling on the curtains. She told me maybe it was time for a little time-out, which means she put me in my pop-up crate. I was mad. I took a short nap, and when I got up I decided to be better.
A box came today! It had shoes in it for mom and dad, and when it was empty I came over to look at it. I was very afraid. Mom said I was silly, and got some kibble and put a piece beside the box. I got the kibble, but I still didn't like the box much. Then she put a piece of kibble IN the box! I wanted it so bad. Then she put ANOTHER piece in!! TWO pieces!! But I still wouldn't get it. Then she dropped in another, and another, and I got closer and closer, and then I got in the box and ate the whole pile of kibble. Boxes are WONDERFUL!
Tonight maybe I will get mom to take me out a few times, just for fun. But she makes it so boring.