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Mood:  irritated
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I really don't understand the whole idea of people's holidays.  I know that mom stays home, which is good, but the rest is irritating.  Sometimes they bring a nice, big, green tree in the house and put all kinds of cool stuff on it and then yell at us if we get near it or even look at it.  But it's so pretty!  How can a dog not play with shiney balls hanging right at eye level?  Talk about torture!  (That's beyond Brady's self-control meter.  He can't resist a shiney ball!)  Sometimes they hide yummy hard boiled eggs all over the house, and then our boy has to find them in the morning.  We like to help, but if we find them before the boy does, we get in major trouble. (It's best if we eat every scrap of evidence. Then they just think they forgot where they hid some.) Oh, and what about that night when they all dress up like scarry strangers and they have other scarry strangers come to the door and they give them candy.  I can't trust any of them and I don't like people constantly at the door.  I really hate that night. 

Today has to be one of the worst though.  Actually it's the night I hate.  There's loud sounds through the air all night long.  It sounds like gun fire.  Sometimes there's lights in the sky.  I swear I smell smoke too, so maybe they burn things too, who knows?  I just really hate this night and I hope it ends because I'm scared for my puppies.  At least mom and dad closed all the windows and blinds so that we would feel safe.  I don't think I'll sleep well tonight.

-Bella