Posts Tagged ‘dog’
xx,
Oakie
xx,
Oakie
Dear Diary,
I am going to stop counting how many days mom has been gone on vacation ’cause it is driving me bonkers! I should just pretend I am on vacation from mom. Yay! That means I can jump on her bed, rub my face and mouth all over the carpet, drag my stinky butt across the floor, and puke everywhere! Hooray! Oakie vacation time!!
xx,
Oakie
Dear Diary,
Today I woke up and pooped. Then I ate lunch and dinner. Then I played a little. Then I waited for Mom to come home, but she didn’t because she is still on vacation having fun without me. How rude.
Love,
Oakie
Dear Diary,
It’s a Monday. I hate Mondays. Well, not really. I don’t really know the difference between a Monday or a Tuesday or a Wednesday or a Thursday. Mom goes to work all those days anyway, so they are the same to me. But today is worse ’cause she’s not even home! Where is the “Good morning, Oakie, I love you!” ? I need it!!!
xx,
Oakie
Dear Diary,
Yesterday after mom left, I had a pretty good time! The family came over for dinner and they all played with me! I was tired afterwards! So many aunties and uncles! When can we do this again?!
Love,
Oakie
xx,
Oakie
xx,
Oakie
xoxo,
Oakie
xx,
Oakie












Support Oakie!