Arya’s Diary – November 1st

Arya’s Diary – November 1st

Halloween was actually scary. Creepy noises, weird shadows, and strangers in bizarre costumes kept popping up. Mom and Dad got to sit by a warm fire, but Willow, and I were stuck outside freezing. Reggie was fine—he had some kind of fancy coat like he’s the king of...
Reggie’s Diary – October 31

Reggie’s Diary – October 31

Dear Diary, Today is the big day—and I’m ready. Ready to be loud. Ready to bark. Ready to make sure no one surprises me or anyone else. If a leaf rustles weird, I’m on it. If the wind whistles funny, I’m already halfway through a bark. I’m basically the household’s...
🐾 Reggie’s Diary – October 29th

🐾 Reggie’s Diary – October 29th

🐾 Dear Diary, Today, I felt like royalty. King Reggie, ruler of the living room, master of the couch, and wearer of Dad’s hat. Yep, his hat. It fits me like it was made for my majestic head. And now that it’s getting colder, Dad’s been busting out his winter...
🐾 Arya’s Diary – Stranger hineys!

🐾 Arya’s Diary – Stranger hineys!

Okay, so… the haunted hiney? Silenced. Was it the ghost of Chipmunk past? Maybe. I vaguely remember eating one. Or maybe it was just a dream? A good dream. The kind that makes your tail twitch in your sleep. But let’s be real—this time of year? Not many good dreams....
🐾 Reggie’s Diary – The blanket crisis

🐾 Reggie’s Diary – The blanket crisis

I’m not saying there’s a problem… But there’s a problem. There are not enough blankets in this bed. I’ve checked. Twice. I even burrowed. Still cold. What are my humans thinking? This is Wisconsin. It’s practically the Arctic in here. Thankfully, Mom gets it. She...