Bad girl, bad girl, whatcha gonna do, whatcha gonna do, when they come for you... Man, if I heard "bad girl" once this weekend, I heard it a thousand times! Not only did I get stuck with the furball this weekend, mom and dad left me home alone with him on a Friday night! Well, there should be none of that! So, I left a little home warming surprise on the dining room floor for the happy couple on their return. Saturday, me and the humping wonder of the world, got left home alone all day! Well, once again, I left a little protest in the dining room! Let me back up a little bit, apparently, on Friday, the girl they call Summer, you know the one who stole my place at camp, crashed a golf cart into a parked car. Needless to say, this caused all sorts of drama, at camp and at home! Talk about what goes around comes around, I’ve just never seen it happen this fast! I certainly would not have crashed the cart if I had been driving, just another reason dad should have protested and stood up for his favorite girl! I forgot to call the pit bull and tell him I wouldn’t be at the meeting place Saturday night. Apparently, his eyesight’s not the best in the dark, let’s just say if we were in Arkansas, he’d be engaged to that skunk! Old cry and whine cried Friday night when he had to sleep downstairs with me. He was pretty brave Saturday night, he told me he would be going back upstairs Sunday night, as soon as the kids came home. Well, last night was a whole other story! The kids went to bed without furball! I haven’t seen crying like that since Chris Brown was on the BET Awards! Oh well, I need to get ready for the church kids tonight, talk at you later.