03.19.2004
First diary entry. Mom says I stink, and she's right. Of course, it might help if she'd give me a bath. Mom says that I get to have my shots and go to the groomers next month. I don't mind the groomers, I always prance around like I was the king of the hill after I leave there, but the vet for shots is a whole different story. Mom says my sister Pretty Girl gets her shots too. Zoe doesn't need hers until June. Well, that's all for this entry!

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