Tales From Beneath the Futon

I could hardly sleep last night.

Zelda [1] has become a long-term guest at the Palace. She barks a lot at night. The humans said something like 5 weeks she'd be staying here. She's determined to attack me and Bagel. Luckily we're not allowed in the house when she's here (not that I would go in there anyway).

Bagel [2]'s getting bored of our confined intimacy. I think he misses the bearded one and the girl. Luckily there's plenty of toys to keep his simple mind at ease.

The dog is insane. She runs up to the people and tries to paw them to death, shakes a slobbery toy in their face and runs away. All i hear is "Sit!", "Down!", "No, Zelda!", followed by clumsy running. Something tells me their commands aren't working.

Things are safe here, and quiet. Under the futon.