#137 – The Colony

Dear Diary, The Fat One sat in his chair at his desk working. Momma and I lay in our sunny spot soaking up the warm belly rays. It had rained nonstop for severa...

#135 – Begone!

Dear Diary, Momma and I were settling into our sunny spot in the Big Room after eating breakfast. The Fat One was sitting in his chair at his desk when his phon...

#133 – The General

Dear Diary, “Weeeeeeee!” I yelled with pure delight, “Weeeeeeeee! Don’t stop, Fat One! Don’t stop!”. The Fat One held me with both hands. One hand was just unde...