Ok y'all, I am so confused right now. Mom and I are in a hospital again, I think it's again for my mom's grandpa. I say that cuz we been to their house, and he ain't there. I haven't seen him though.
I'm gunna see if I can try and explain what I think's been goin' on. Then you'll see my source of stress.
Dasher mom, my mom and I drove up here and we stayed at my mom's aunt's house. She has a curly black poodle named Sasha Ray. I just call her curly. Black curly. So I was havin' the time of my life there, everyone was laughin' and havin' a good time. The next mornin' everything changed. The phone rang, the humans then began runnin' around and I just knew somethin' was seriously wrong. Mom fed me huridly, gave me water and got me in the truck and we sped down the road. Soon we arrived at my mom's grandparents house. The place where I get to be as obnoctious as I can be. Mom can't stand it but o well. That's where buddy lives. Or tan curly as I call him. So I look out the window, and there are cars everywhere, and I smelled smoke. Somethin' was definitely not right there. Dasher mom got out, I don't know where she went. Mom got me out and harnessed me up. Yep, somethin' definitely wrong. Mom never harnesses me up here. I get to run with the deer here normally. So I guided mom in to the house, where the smoke smell was worse, and everyone was just frantically tryin' to figure out what to do. There had been a fire. A pretty bad one too. That's when it started. The unsure feeling I have continued to have. From then on, I've just been tryin' to stay close to mom. Don't leave me mom, don't forget me. We took several road trips, been in this hospital a lot, I rode down here with mom in our truck, but it wasn't Dasher mom drivin'. I finally saw Dasher mom here, don't know how she got here, Dasher dad showed up, and he had Dasher too. O y'all, this was funny. I don't think Dasher is aloud in here, but the humans are smugglin' him in anyways. They stuff him in a bag and zip it up. I laugh so hard every time they do it. Dasher hates it! He does it, but I can hear him grumblin' from inside the bag the whole time. He keeps sayin', "Why can't they get me a smaller harness like yours Reba"? I'm like cuz Dasher you too small. You can't be a service dog. He gets all offended then. Goes on and on about how that's discrimination and whatever just cus he ain't the right dog breed, and how he's a better dog than me, better behaved and all that. Whatever! He really gets goin' about it. Poor guy.
So anyways, that's what's been goin' on in the last few days. I been glued to mom. As long as I'm with her, and she makes sure I have my food, I'm ok. I've been workin' a lot too. I'm tryin' to learn this hospital, but I'm sadly failin' I'm afraid. It's very confusing and I can't seem to get any turn right.O
! This is another thing. So I'm layin' at mom's grandparents house, all the sudden mom comes out holdin' somethin'. Well I'm instantly interested. This thing was movin' and it could fit in mom's hand. I don't know what it was. Mom said it was a kitten. But I ain't never seen a cat that tiny. I was sniffin' it, I wanted to see it bad! No ma I ain't gunna leave it! Let me see it! Ma! I ain't gunna sit or lay down let me see the squeaky. By now it was squeakin'. What is it! She brought out two more of them too. Had her lap full of them! Where they comin' from! Let me see them! Forget it ma you can't keep me away from them.
I'm sorry this entry is so confusin'. I literally don't know where I be goin' next. Just this mornin' I watched mom packin' her stuff again. So we must be goin' somewhere else. We stayed here for two nights. But since mom's packed up, we must be spendin' the night somewhere else tonight. I saw her pack my stuff though so I'm ok. I think. I'm layin' on the bed now. Mom actually let me use the computer. Can't believe that one. I was gunna write about what we did earlier this week, but I can't remember from all the flurry of activity. I know mom almost fell off one of those exercise machines again. I'm tellin' ya she's gunna kill herself on those things. Why can't she be more careful I mean it! Ok y'all, I'll go for now, till I can figure out again what's goin' on and have some sort of security back in my life. Thank goodness I got mom. I just left the bed to go lay by her. They're all rather annoyed with me right now cuz I'm stressed, and when I'm stressed, I tend to clear the room. Shoot I'm sorry! I can't help it! I'll write again when I can y'all. And I'll keep you posted as to when I will have my own facebook up and runnin'.
Reba the dog.