Mom's leaving me. Again. She's going to some place called "vegas" for a week!
I don't like "Vegas". I don't like it cause it means mom is leaving. And she's taking her laptop. So I'll have no blogging for a week. A week! That's like 20 years to me! Ugh. I asked if I could go, but she said no although she'd love to take me.
What's up with the parents? Dad leaves for a week. Then mom leaves for a week. They have me feeling like something I heard on Oprah...a "latch-key kid". I have no idea what it means, but I think I am one. And it sounds bad.
To compensate for being a key kid, I started hittin the bottle to drown my sorrows:
I'm feelinz dizzy.....
I go boom!
So I think I'm done hittin the bottle. It didn't end well. At least mom will be here this weekend. We're going to Granny and papa's for mother's day and I'll get to play with Rebel, my cousin the sheltie.
Oh crap! It's mommy day! I have to get daddy to get something for mommy from me! what should I do? Maybe a stick?!? Any idears???