I was right

My parents left me. For 10 days! That was a really long time, and it's a good thing that a nice person named Amy came by to visit me every day. I even let her rub my belly. That was awhile ago now, though, so I've almost forgotten about it. The next time I see all those big black bags come out of the closet again, I might have to pee on them so that mom and dad can't put their stuff in them and go away.

Dad's been making a lot of food lately, and I figured it would be nice of me to help him clean things up when I can. So the other day when he cooked some of his beef and barley stew, I did just that. I jumped up on the counter after everyone else was in bed, and I cleaned up the Tupperware that dad had left there with stew in it. Yummy!

Last night, dad made some turkey, cheese, and bacon meatloaf. OHHHH MY GOD it smelled so good in the house while it sat in the big hot box in the kitchen. Then I got to eat some! It was like heaven on a plate! For dessert, there was pumpkin bread pudding, which my parents thought I wouldn't eat. Fools! Of course I'll eat it. It was a little sweet, but that's okay in moderation--or so I hear.

Mom made some macaroni and cheese that had real promise because it has BACON in it! But there's also quite a bit of onion in it, which is one of a few things that I really don't care for, so I just kind of sniffed what she gave me and then left to go take a nap.

Overall holiday food excitement rating: B+