I'm very sad today and this may be my last post for a while. Yes, it's D-Day, the anniversary of the day I was adopted by this great family from McLean. But that means they have the option to return me to the farm, today only, for a replacement puppy or a full refund. I didn't say anything about it in the days preceeding, imagining they would forget. But this morning I overheard some chatter about the long drive to Mt. Airy. So it looks like I'm going back. I think throwing up under daddy's chair two nights ago was the last straw. I tried to hold in, honest.
I'm determined to continue blogging though. It may be tough at first. I think all the dogs on Autumn View Farm have had their computer access revoked. I haven't heard from the gang for a while, Cody, and Milktoast, and of course my mom Cherokee. But I'll find a way, don't worry. Even if I have to trade all my toys for a second-hand computer. But if you don't hear from me for a while, you'll know why.