BUT - these people would not let me on the couch and I wasn't allowed to be on the bed at night. I began to get a little worried about this being a permanent thing.. Well the second night we were there I found a place to sleep that was just perfect. I think mom and dad were a little unhappy about my doggy fur all over their clothes but they let me stay there..

So in a few days we all left - got back in our car and took that long, long ride home again. I had a happy Christmas 2005 but I sure was glad to get back home. First thing I did was go check out my back yard and was very relieved to find nothing had changed. Then I ran back into the house, jumped up on the couch and laid down on my blanket and pillow.. Boy it sure was nice to be back home again..