Catching up

Hi to my faithful readers. Reba here again. I know, I know, I haven't posted in a while, but to be honest, it ain't my falt. Mom's been busy and so she's gotta pay for that now cuz I got lots to say. First today's national give Reba presents and extra food and treats day. Or otherwise known as, Reba's birthday. Actually the wonderful day was yesterday, but mom's postin' this today for me. Mom's been spoilin' me all day. She gave me two frosty paws, and she gave me a ducky in a new toy ball. It was rubber and she put the ducky inside it. Man I had tons of fun throwing it around, shakin' it, kickin' it, trying everything I could to get those duckies out of there. I destroyed the toy too. I win! Mom was all sad that I did so. Wasn't I supposed to destroy it mom? Anyway least I got the food out finally. Then I got a present from my Karen. It looks like a big long hot dog with a dog's head and feet on it. It squeeks too. So I had tons of fun playin' with that. And I got another present, I think it was from my April. It's this bone, I've had it before. It's a rubber bone. I was all excited about that too. So that was cool. Then my Emily! She told me she'd get me a monkey and she lied to me! I sniffed and sniffed around lookin' for that promised monkey. Man! I will find that monkey and I will get one. I'm so disappointed. My Emily lied to me. Mom says I should be nice and greatful for the stuff I did get and that Emily just forgot cuz she was busy. But come on! My Emily said she'd get me a monkey! And she remembered Matilda's birthday! Shoot I'm better than Matilda I mean it! Winston's so sweet. I came chargin' in my April room lookin' for her and he was lyin' on my April bed and I hear him say all sweetly, "Hi Reba, oish, Happy birthday!" I'm like awe Winston! Again, he precious.

The next thing I wanna update about, since this thing is called people are dumb, let me just tell you how dumb people are. So this past weekend, my April came over like always, and that's when stuff started gettin' weird. Winston and I couldn't figure it out. Mom was goin' around, changing all the lights in the house. She was makin' them dimmer. They were different colors. I looked at Winston like ok they can't see well to begin with, now they make all the lights dimmer? They out of their heads. So I followed mom around, tryin' to figure out what she was doin'. Well after mom got off of work, we went to the store, and mom was so stressed out it was makin' me nervous. She wasn't when we first started, but we was with my Emily and my Rachel and My Karen, and they was all in a hurry, and it was makin' my mom stressed. I felt bad for her. So mom got home rather frazzled and me, I went to bed cuz I was tired from the humans goin' around in a state of high nerves. So I'm in my crate, sound asleep, mom and my April are out on their computers, when all the sudden, in comes my mom, she turns up the radio so stinkin' loud that I'm like woe! And she goes skippin' out the room yelling somethin' about christmas music. Meanwhile, she leaves me lyin' in my crate half deaf from the noise. I mean it! So finally that calms down and we move to Saturday. My Rachel Odum came to visit. I was so excited to see her again. We all went out so the humans could eat, and then it was back home and mom was decoratin' again. I finally came to the conclusion that she was havin' some sort of party or somethin'. Winston wasn't happy about it. He was stressed all day. Kept wantin' attention and bein' all clingy and stuff, annoying. Sure enough, people started showin' up and in no time, mom's house was packed. All of them wearin' funny clothes, and even us dogs were warin' shirts. The noise level increased and the rest of the evening, I just tried to stay out of the way. Winston stressed himself in to solitary confinement, I found him mumblin' incoherently to himself alone in my April room. Couldn't get a response out of him. Matilda took it all in stride. Least she wasn't runnin' around like a mad hatter addin' to the chaos like she normally do I mean it. Finally, they all went home, and I again saught the quiet of my crate in my mom's dark room. Least this time she didn't come blare me out with whatever Christmas music is. I think that's all I have to discuss at the moment. mom's house is back to normal again, and I guess I'm now a year older. I'm seven years old now. Which means I'm about 50 years old in human years I guess. Guess that's about right for the gray on my chin that everyone and their mother feels the need to point out now. Leave me alone! Well, y'all behave yourselves. I'm goin' away for now. Gunna go play with one of my new toys.

Reba the dog.