"Dear Diary,

I've hit another milestone in my puppy life.

I'm officially 50 pounds at 6 months old!

(50 more to go, right mom?)

Mom & dad think I should walk on a leash a certain way
so I do it just to appease them.
I'll even sit if they ask me nicely.
I mean, I get peanut butter afterwards so why not?
I laugh every time they say shake.
SHAKE YOU SAY?! I'M A DOG!
Not worth my efforts.

They make me partake in a circus every Saturday.
It's so degrading.

Am I just a trophy to you people?
...I guess I am pretty cute.

The best part of my life is outside.
Outside is awesome.
Why are people always complaining about the weather?
Outside is the best.
Mom brought me home a water bowl bigger than me!
It's blue & pretty & I like to drink from it while I stand in it.

Mom needs to work on her throwing skills.
She kept sending it in the pool
& I'm so nice I'd get it for her out of pity.
oh, humans."

xoxo - Hank the Tank