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So, Mom wrote a poem the other day about the view out her window. I thought since she's sick with a cold today and doesn't feel like writing, I'd let you in on the view out of my window.
The view I get every single day.
Every single day while they go off and get to do fun things and leave me home alone.
Every single day.
I can also see the mailman blocks away. I start growling and barking as soon as I see him, 'cuz I don't like him and I don't want him coming anywhere near my house.
I really like to watch the neighbor's house. They have two dogs that I wish I could be friends with and LOTS of little kids are there every day. Mom says our neighbor is a day care lady and that's why they have so many kids. Sometimes, I try to run over there if I am outside, but Mom says I scare the little kids so I hafta stay in our yard.
Mom and Dad call me Gladys sometimes. I don't really get that. My name is Chloe. But they think it's funny and laugh a lot when I am looking out the window and trying to get someone's attention.
But my favorite thing to watch out my window is for Mom and Dad to come home. That's the best part of my day...