BACONATED!

Sorry I'm so late today. I figured the only way I'd ever get to eat the bacon Augustus gave me would be to sit in front of the remember wall and stare at it until my human noticed. It pretty much took all day, but my plan worked.

At 4:17pm, I FINALLY got to eat my bacon.

And at 4:18pm, Dutch got to eat my bacon too. Yeah. Out of *my* bowl. My human said something about him getting the shaft and not getting to go to SoCal this weekend, but I have no idea what any of that has to do with my bacon. But before I could argue, my bacon was gone.

I was totally about to completely freak out about the bacon situation... but then a FedEx dude knocked on our door and I freaked out on him instead. Well, not the dude. Just the knocking. Anyway. My human keeps getting boxes from the Nikon people so I figured it was just another one of them... until the FedEx dude said You must be Puglet and handed *me* the box.

MINE.

I don't know what's in the box yet because my human can't type and open boxes at the same time. But I do know it came from a supernice lady in Seattle named Necole and has my name on it. Not Dutch's name. Not my human's name. MINE.

My human absolutely promised we will open my box tonight. It's too big to stick on the remember wall, so right now it's just sitting in the middle of the hallway where my human will trip over it. But just in case I'm late again tomorrow, you know what I'll be doing.