Dear Diary,
Today I got in big trouble. And it was my sense of smell's fault. Okay, imagine that there were a thousand cheeseburgers in front of you, but you had to wait for about an hour. That was about what happened. Isabell was making ham for tonights dinner for the rest of the family. There was so much fat on the ham, and she kept throwing it all In the trash. "Wow," I said to myself. "They're being so wastful. That fat is as good as the meat!" So after dinner was served, and they were getting the clothes off the line, I tipped over the trash can. It was like heaven was pouring out of a trash can. Then, I started eating the ham fat. So tender and squishy! I kept eating it for the next 10 minutes or so, and then I felt queasy. I walked to the rug, and then lied down on it. It was just then that my family came in. They yelled at me, lectured me, and then, they locked me in a baby gate and left me there the whole night.
Author's Note,
TRUE STORY! This actually happened with my dog. And.. OMG!!! OVER 1K READS!!! I DIDNT EXPECT TO HAVE THIS MANY READS!! THANKS FOR EERYTHING!!! :D and as a prize, I will put a contest for who can create the best dog diaries chapter, and then I will put it on my story and give a shoutout to the one who made it! You can message me it, or comment! Bye!! :D
