Dear doggie journal. Today, was the strangest day. Mom and dad went shopping. At first I thought I would get to go. But like usual, I was wrong. 
So I sat in my window.
Later they brought back a whole TREE.
I tried to tell dad. I kept saying. Ahh you’re gonna get iiiiit. We can’t bring sticks inside.
But nothing happened.
I’m not sure what’s going on.
They’ve brought the outside to the indoors.
I was afraid they were going crazy. So I did a test.
First I checked the tree for squirrels.
Then, I ripped up the trash in the bathroom. If I didn’t get in trouble I knew something would be up.
Well. I got in trouble. Now I’m under the table.
I guess I can’t have sticks inside. But they can have a whole tree.
At first I was mad. But then dad told me that it was MY tree.
I mean, that’s a pretty good present dad. All I got you was a slightly used chew toy.
