Have I mentioned that I love the white flaky stuff outside? We woke, to scraping sounds outside and I started barking to protect the Captain. We were confused because we were on the first floor for some reason and I expect we both dozed off down there, Captain dozes deeply with her cold medicine, and we didn't make it to our real beds. We chose to go out to investigate and found more of the white flaky stuff on the ground and coming down. The Kathey lady showed up but instead of playing with me like last time her and the Captain went off for a long time and came back smelly again. After the Captain cleaned up, she does clean up nice you know, all of our neighbors came over to our house. I was super good and sat in the middle of the circle moving from neighbor to neighbor for pets and tugs on my new toy with the male neighbors. The Captain rewarded me with play time outside with all my friends. Even more white stuff had come and we had a lot of fun. At one point the Captain went back into the house and the neighbors watched me. I went and sat by the door for a while in case the Captain had forgotten me, but the neighbors laughed and told me I could play and she would come back. Thank goodness she did! 
The Captain left for a long time and came back with treats (see, resolution #1 paying off, I was good while Captain was gone and didn't mess anything up outside my metal house and she brought treats). She had two big new beds that we much fluffier than my old ones and a nice fuzzy blanket that she put on my favorite leather resting place on the second floor. She said it would help protect the old leather, I love the soft fuzzy feel and gave it a good test.
After another yummy dinner, I learned a valuable lesson and should maybe revise my resolutions to include #5--do not scorn the Captain under any circumstances. First, the Captain seemed scorned when messing with a box near the television (the one that is close to my new covered spot) and talking to someone on the phone about the box not working. She got off the phone and then the tree with the hat, shirt, and earrings must have made her angry. She had taken the earrings off last night, but all of a sudden she stripped off the tree's pretty lights, and skirt and started pulling on the trees head. She drug that poor tree outside and through white stuff now over my paws to where she takes the white bags of good smelling stuff. Then, to make matters worse, she took that noisy sucky thing, she calls it vacuum I think, and started to pull at the tree's skirt. I just couldn't take it anymore and turned on that vacuum thing unlike I have ever done before. I growled and barked and showed my teeth at it's long nose that it kept sticking where it didn't belong.
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