So nice and warm on my fuzzy sausage-like body. It's nice just lying here on the window seat that Sara made. I'm also glad Ryan is home because it means I can beg him for treats, especially right after barking at dogs or the mailman. I know Ryan and Sara are upset because Ryan didn't get this job he was hoping to get...(people don't think I can read, but I read the letter he got in the mail) I think everything will be fine. Maybe Ryan can get a job at a doggie store so he can bring me home lots of toys and treats all the time. But if not, he can just lie here with me on the window seat.
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