Lately, the humans have been acting strange. They have been dragging their paws and spewing water from their eyes. They keep talking about Bayleigh. I think he went away. I,personally have never met him, but the eldest dogs tell tails of his glory.
Three more dogs have come here, but only one lives in our house. His name is Harrison. The humans have also brought in three animals they call cats. I don't think they like us very much.
The small human has been coming here less-it's getting colder. While it was cleaning our filth from the floor, it was talking singing to us-telling us stories of dancing with brown bears, and a hotel you can't leave. I have decided that when it is away, it goes on adventures to sing to us later.
