Today was pretty much the same as yesterday. I sat in front of Frankie's crate making faces for a couple of hours while she threw herself against the latch. Then I took a nap and woke up around noon, and then I chewed my bone about two inches from Frankie's face. She's a bit of a whiner. Then I sat in the chair and looked out the window for Dad and taunted the neighbor's Jack Russel. He's little and creepy in a mean way, so I didn't feel too bad. Then Dad got home and I got to wee, then I licked him all over and we went to get Mom at the bus stop. We came home and played around a little bit and then we ate. Mom and Dad had dinner and Mom gave me lots of roasted chicken pieces while Dad took Frankie outside. Frankie has to go potty A LOT. Mom says that we both have the same little bits, but Frankie's water bottle is smaller than mine in her tummy. Now it's time to go to sleep cause Mom says we have a big weekend ahead. We're going to the lake to go swimming! I really hope that Millie doesn't make fun of me for having to bring Frankie...