Pen-Eating Dog

D owner woke up last week to the sound of me chewing something. She opened her eyes to find me feasting on one of her favourite pens. I bit it to pieces. She quickly stopped me and threw it away. I threw up afterward, but it was only fluid. That's one more title for me: pen-eating dog.

This is what happens when I'm bored or even deprived of sleep. Or this is the result of staying with a weird family, after a while, you turn weird yourself. Just the other day, d owner was cutting her hair at 3am. So I had no sleep (I sleep in her room now). I basically follow her everywhere. And sometimes she sleeps on the couch in the hall, in her room or sometimes she doesn't sleep at all, making me have no sleep also.

But let me tell you something, it's great being weird.