I’ve had so much going on, I haven’t had time to write at all! Where should I begin? How about with my getting into big trouble with mom and dad. It all started one day last week as I was sitting at the front door, minding my own business, when out of no where, one of my arch nemesis’, came running through my yard. Needless to say, I would have none of that! I gave the little tramp a good barking, letting mom and dad know there was yard skank afoot! Next thing you know, mom comes to the window and says, I’m not kidding, she really says this; “oh look, it’s a little Lhasa Apso!” At first I was like, I’m sorry, I don’t think I heard you correctly. She then says, “Honey, come quick, theirs a little Apso in the front yard!” Okay? Not exactly the emphasis I would have used, however, I could not have agreed more with mom’s assessment. Then dad comes to the front door and says; “oh, what a cute little Apso!” Again, I’ve been with dad when he’s been driving and gets a little road ragey, he’s never used this kind of emotion when using this expression before! I thought the little hippie girl they call Summer might have made mom and dad some brownies, something was mellowing them out. So, here’s where the trouble came! Mom gets on the phone and gives grams a call. During their conversation, mom tells grams; “we had the cutest little Apso in our yard today!” Well, after mom hung up with grammy, I figured when in Rome, do as the Romans! So I say, what’d that A#@%!^e Grammy want? Well, you would have thought I pooped on the living room floor! Mom started chasing me with a flyswatter, all the while threatening to wash my mouth out with soap! Talk about a double standard!