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Arya’s Diary – November Shadows

Dear Diary, Halloween is over, but the creepy hasn’t left. It’s darker now. Colder. The wind howls like it knows something I don’t. The leaves are gone, and the shadows are longer. I swear the house makes new noises every night. Mom and Dad are obsessed with the magic screen again. They call it Stranger […]

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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 the backyard. Typical. The only good thing? […]

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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 personal alarm system with fur […]

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🐾 Reggie’s Diary – “Sweaters, Sadness, and the Five Alarm”

Today was awesome. Mom and Dad took me shopping! I strutted through the aisles like I owned the place. I picked out two warm sweaters for winter—one even has a hood, so now I look just like Dad when he wears his hoodie. I’m basically his twin, but with better fur. The days are getting […]

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🐾 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 collection—soft, warm, head-hugging masterpieces. I […]

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🐾 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. It’s spooky, it’s dark, it’s […]

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🐾 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 turned the heat on the other day. I saw it. […]

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🍂 Reggie’s Fall Diary – “The Pillow Warmer Chronicles” 🍂

The leaves are crunchy, the air is chilly, and my hiney? Still sensitive. I don’t understand why Mom and Dad get so upset when I sit on things. Outside, the concrete is freezing, so I sit on Arya. She’s warm and squishy. Inside, I seek out the softest, coziest spot in the house: Mom’s pillow. […]

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🐾 Ace’s Diary – October

Dear Diary, It’s me, Ace — professional mischief-maker and nighttime fetch champion. Last night was a blast. Dad thought he could sleep through the night… ha! I gave him a few polite meows, but he didn’t budge. So I did what any respectable cat would do — I made biscuits on his face until he […]

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🐾 Reggie’s Diary – Entry #23

Dear Diary, Let it be known: my butt is far too precious to touch concrete. I am not a peasant. I am Reggie the Regal, and I demand a throne. A plush one. Or, in a pinch, a conveniently placed animal. Today, I found the perfect solution: Hiro. She’s soft, warm, and surprisingly compliant when […]

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🐾 Reggie’s Diary – Entry #22

Dear Diary, Life is good. I’m getting all the Reggie rubs I deserve, snuggles galore, and the occasional snack when I flash my “I’m the good one” eyes. Honestly, I’ve earned it. Especially after surviving another day with Bellatrix the Menace. Just the other day, I witnessed her dart under Dad’s foot while he was […]

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Arya’s Diary – Entry #13: The Haunted Hiney

Dear Diary, Something very strange is happening. Mysterious noises keep coming out of my butt. I’m not proud. I’m not even sure it’s me. At first, I blamed Hiro—she’s been smelling like expired tuna lately and everyone’s been talking about it. But then… the noises came when I was alone. LOUD noises. Like a trumpet […]