Frizzy

Every time it gets wet, I get frizzy.  I think it's a fact of life.

I have hopes that we might go for a W word this afternoon, because it's a lot cooler than it was yesterday.

I had a lot of fun playing with her this afternoon in between showers. I didn't get to play with Ernie, because he went to attack me yesterday, and SHE was not happy about that. 

You can't trust that Ernie from one day to the next.  One minute he wants to be friends and play and the next he turns around and tries to bite - and it's not play biting either.

I wish I had a real friend!