Well, my first night home was a tough one. Mommy put me in this box - she called it a crate - to sleep. I HATED it, and I didn't want to sleep there. So I cried and cried, but she wouldn't let me out. I didn't get a lot of sleep and neither did Mommy or Daddy.
But today was fun. I am starting to learn about the rules of the house. Apparently they want me to go OUTSIDE when I have to pee and poop. I am not happy about that because there is snow on the ground and it is very cold. But Mommy tells me I am a "very good boy" when I do, so I am going to try hard.
I spent the day playing and trying to get Archer to like me.
Later today, we got to open what Mommy and Daddy called Christmas presents. I watched how Archer did it and then tried myself. We got a lot of great toys and some bones to chew.
Mommy put a bow on me and called me her "best Christmas present ever!"
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