My friend Lucy

My friend Lucy came to visit last week. She is a golden retreiver and her mom is Bob's sister, Ashley (who is yet another of my admirers). Lucy is much more fun than Bella because sleeping is not her foremost priority. She and I played outside and then we chased each other from one end of the second floor to the other. Every now and then Bella rises from the dead to see what's up, maybe try to steal a toy, and then head back to her bed. It does not make me happy, though, when people visited, and Mommy said to them, "Lucy is the best of the three of them". How about an ounce of loyalty, Mommy??? You don't need to keep it that real.
Mommy left this morning for a business trip to NYC (Mommy thinks she is something special) and word has it that Becca is coming to walk me tomorrow since I am relegated to the cage (which Mommy and Bob affectionally call a kennel, like that makes it better). Bob better hurry home-I have to tinkle.....doing my best to hold it. What are you looking at, Big Bella?