I had told you about Oscar's diary and many of you wanted me to post them. Unfortunately, he took a break and hasn't been posting entries lately. However, the dog decided that today was the day to break his hiatus and here he is.
This is an outrage. Do you realize it's been *weeks* since Mom let me on the computer? How can I write in my diary if Mom doesn't let me on the computer??
Anyway, she's busy right now 'cause it's my oldest brother's birthday today. He's 20 years old she said. Heck, in dog years, that's, uh, well, one person year is 8 dog years, and uh, no one dog year is 8 people years, and uh... Oh. Well, It's OLD.
So, she's busy with that and I finally got some pictures off the camera. Mom hasn't been taking many pictures of the Oscarman - she says she's too busy. Harumph.
Ok, now, back to my diary. You know how I'm not allowed on the couch, right? How dad says no way? Well, I used to always sneak on it when Dad wasn't home 'cause I knew mom wouldn't chase me off. And sometimes it's the best way to get my sunbeam:
And other times, one of my brothers or my sister will cover me up:
If Dad walks in the room, I just try to play cute. I'm not sure why it doesn't work though.
Mom did find a way around the "no couch rule," and dad doesn't dare say anything to her (if you knew my mom, you'd know why!). She puts a quilt down on the couch first and then she lets me up. I love my mummy, even if she doesn't let me do my diary all the time.
But as much as I love my mum, I can't ever forget my Hulkman.
I love you Mr. Incredible Hulk.
Love and licks,