Tuesday night we had dog school, and I am sorta learning how to copy what Marty does. (Not very well yet, because Marty is EVEN WORSE at office hours than I am, and when she tries to do punch it she looks ridiculous. Humans might have an advantage with their opposable thumbs, but dogs definitely have the advantage in four legs.)

Thursday morning Marty got up first (which NEVER happens) and packed her bag and LEFT. I do not know where she has gone or what she is doing, but I hope this means I AM DONE WITH DOG SCHOOL FOREVER!
Lyle took me to the park which is WAY better than dog school. Lyle loves me and wants me to be happy.

I am happy that Marty is gone because she normally hogs the bed. Without her here, I can stretch out and be comfortable as is my right.
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