Hi, Kat here. I sneaked onto Dad's computer. Mom is still gone and I don't know if that's got Steve and me agitated or what, but last night, we had a major fight. I mean MAJOR. We've never fought like that before. It's just that I'm sick and tired of Steve trying to take everything I have and I let him have it. Of course, he let me have it right back and after Dad stopped the fight, I was limping. Steve doesn't give up though, and as you can see in the latest video on our video page, he just kept yelling at me to give him my toys. I'm good at ignoring him though. Dad was really worried about our viscous fighting. I heard him talking to Mom about it on the phone. Maybe we just haven't worked out our pack hierarchy or something. Anyway, we're okay now. We wrestled and stuff this morning before we went to day camp. I just hope he doesn't try any of his antics tonight to steal my stuff.
PS. I want to give a bark out to my Texas grandma. I know she reads our blog and she sent us a package in the mail the other day with toys in it. How great are Grandmas? If they sent packages with toys and treats, I think I need like 100 million grandmas. Anyway, thanks so much!!!