Tyson, my bestest friend in the whole world stopped by for a visit on Friday. He told me that his parents are moving to Oregon so this might be the last time we get to play for a while. I didn’t want to believe him but yesterday my daddy was gone all day helping Uncle Tom and Aunt Kris with the packing. Daddy says they are leaving today and should be in their new home by Monday night.
This just isn’t fair. Why did they have to move? Uncle Tom hopes that we will move there. I know daddy wants to leave Vegas but mommy is afraid of moving. I told daddy we could leave mommy here and move on our own just us guys. But daddy said no he’s not leaving mommy behind. I guess I’ll need to work on convincing mommy we need to move.
Daddy says that he needs to run over to Uncle Tom’s old trailer and pick up a bunch of things today. Things that they are giving us. He says he already has a load of things in the SUV that he needs to bring in. I keep hoping that Uncle Tom would give us Tyson this would take care of my problem but daddy said no. I thought about offering to help pick everything up but I don’t know if I want to see Tyson’s house empty.
This morning Autumn woke us up with a noise big yawn. I know when daddy yawns he makes a lot of noise but Autumn has never done that before. I guess there is a first for everything. Maybe she is learning from daddy. She is a young dog I guess it’s only old dogs that can’t learn new tricks. I must be an old dog I haven’t learned to yawn like daddy. I’ve finally accepted that Autumn must be a dog. Like it or not that’s the only thing that makes sense.