I love my humans...really I do. But I have to say that they are strange sometimes. For example, yesterday morning I played with my daddy all morning on the bed. We wrestled, I bit him several times (playfully of course!), barking...you know the regular thing. We had a great time. So I'm thinking, this is going to be a regular thing in the morning, right? WRONG! This morning I jump on the bed and get ready for the wrestling match, when he yells at me. Can you believe that? He yelled at me for doing what I do every morning. I just don't get it. My mommy said that daddy was in a bad mood. What's a bad mood? I'm always happy, especially when it's morning and I'm going to start a brand new day. That means I get to eat, go for my walk and play with my bone. Why are humans in "good moods" sometimes and in "bad moods" at other times. They should just be happy...like me.
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