Reggie’s Diary

Reggie’s Diary

Dear Diary, Life is good. Naps are life. I’ve officially upgraded to having my very own blanket when I sleep with Mom and Dad. It’s like being royalty—except Dad says I bark too much. Too much? I’m just protecting the kingdom! So now there’s this collar. It beeps, it...
Willow’s Diary.

Willow’s Diary.

Dear Diary, Today’s forecast: cold, dark, and 100% chance of me refusing to move unless bribed with snacks. Seriously, it’s dark when we wake up, and then it’s dark again before I finish my third nap. Who ordered this nonsense? Not me. Yesterday was chef’s kiss...
Reggie’s Diary.

Reggie’s Diary.

Dear Diary, Today was a disaster. It’s so cold outside that when I licked the water bowl, it stuck to my tongue. Yes, STUCK. I panicked and ran, and the bowl chased me for a second before it finally let go. Arya and Willow? Laughing. Laughing so hard I swear Arya...
Arya’s Diary.

Arya’s Diary.

Dear Diary, It’s freezing outside. Dad put my coat on, but guess what? Still cold. I don’t like it one bit. I told Dad we need to move somewhere warmer—like, never-below-50 warmer. Tennessee sounds perfect. Dad took me there once, and wow… hiking everywhere! So many...
Reggie’s Morning Diary

Reggie’s Morning Diary

Dear Diary, Today is already off to a rough start. Dad is sitting there staring at that glowing thing again. It doesn’t even show squirrels. Not even a cat video! Just boring stuff with words. He keeps poking it, and more boring things pop up. I don’t get it. Why not...