Paper Paws Stickers

Shark: “Woman, stop it! We made it home and we are both fine. It was just a little rain.”

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Me: A little rain? That was a lot more than that and the whole city is under water now.

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Shark: “Fine, it was more than a little rain, but I don’t see why you are so upset. We are home and safe now.”

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Me: Not all of us made back!

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Shark: “Okay, okay, I’ll give you that. Our loyal companion, the headset, didn’t make it. Should we hold a moment of silence for our fallen comrade?”

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Me:

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Shark: “Too soon?!”

Fortaleza, 31 March 2024
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Dear Diary,
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I hate March. I know my family loves it because half of them, including mom, have their birthdays in March, but I just can’t accept a month that is mostly not about me. To make matters worse, we lost our human grandmother (great grandmother for me) in the end of February, so mom was sort of down in the beginning of the month and even canceled her birthday celebration. I had high hopes for her birthday. I wanted to see my uncles and aunts (mom’s human friends) and my family. So much for that. At least we had a nice lunch together. I got grounded beef with my kibble and a dog beer.
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It’s been raining a lot here and that is getting in the way of my walks. I missed some just because there was a downpour and Miss spun sugar refused to walk in the rain. I’m a water dog, I don’t need to worry about silly things like that, but mom said it was annoying to dry me after. She is so lazy!
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The closing event of the month was also terrible: I hurt my paw during our walk on Tuesday. I stepped on something and cut between the pads of the my right front paw. Mom almost carried me back to the car because I made a huge drama and, while I didn’t cry, I wouldn’t put my paw on the ground. My Oscar winning performance was ruined by the appearance of a border collie named Franze, whom I hate. I stopped limping and tried to rip off mom’s arm to get him, so she noticed I wasn’t that hurt and made me walk back to the car. She cleaned and treated my paw when we got back home and decided I had to rest for a few days to avoid complications. I didn’t get my walks for 3 days, so it’s no surprised mom got hurt on Friday.
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Look, people pay top dollar for that bee stung look I gave to her lip when I woke her up with a paw to her face. What?!? It was time to get up and the lazy person was still sleeping. I was forced to take matters into my paws. There was blood but she didn’t die, so no need to make a fuss. And it worked! She took me for a long walk that day. It was awesome. I jumped around on and dug the sand that accumulated because of the rain. Since I had such a great time on Friday, I needed to make sure she understood there would be consequences if she ignored my walk on Saturday and devised a plan to get my point across. Mom likes to sit on a Pilates ball to watch her kdramas here and there and she did that on Saturday morning. I just happened to be running at too speed and rammed into the ball. Mom sort of took flight and landed on the floor with a grunt. It was hilarious… for me that is. I’m sure she will lock me out of the room tonight to avoid new lessons.
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Bites,
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Shark