Dear Diary,

                              It is now noon and Ilizabith is telling everyone my new name and why I was named that. Everyone likes it exept Eric the smallest of the four, he is only about a month old but already has a language. I understand it but only because I only speak wimper, bark, growl, and some cat. Well he does a growl type of noice when he doesnt like something but if he likes it he does kind of a  noice you make when your happy like YAY. Today he made that growl noice. So if he called me with a shreak I came. I had lunch while the kids were at school. Ilizabith is 15 and goes to high school, Gigi is 12 and goes to middle school, Oscar is 5 and goes to kindergarten, and of course theres Eric who is omly about a moth old and spends his days pooping, peeing, barfing, and accationaly bathing. Me I only shower once every two weeks, eat twice a day (were a the humans eat three times a day), sleep like nine hours a day (were as the humans only sleep eight, iI am the lucky one here). When the kids came home from school they picked me up and grabed an old rag and we played for hours tugging back and forth. They accationaly gave me a treat that taste like chicken but is shaped like a bone.